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The Other Woman:The Seduction And The Illusion.

✽Pairing: Jimin x Reader

✽Genre: Angst (Hell lot of it), Smut, And a little bit of fluff.

✽Rating: 18+

✽Warnings: Swearing, Heartbreak, Cheating, Deception, Lies, Cheating, Manipulation, Trust issues, Lot of Self Doubt, A Lot Of Infidelity, Emotional Trauma (very little), feeling cheated,very lonely feeling, the reader is a little depressed towards end, a little manhandling, arguing, mentions of a mental breakdown,a lot of confusion, Lot of Sex, Oral male and female receiving, Blindfolds, shit load of dirty talk, nipple play, breath play, sexual tension, jealousy,spanking, unprotected sex, strength kink, groping, both of them are impatient. (There are couple more warnings but that will be included with the next part)

✽Au: Infidelity, Ceo,

✽Word Count: 12k

✽Summary: No one told you being the other woman would never be easy, No one told you that his love would be two sides to a same coin. No one told you he came to you because you were his escape to his demons. No one told you he would always call you his, but he would never be yours. And most importantly no one told you, He never loved you because you dont destroy the people you love.

✽A/N: Onyx @introlxv, Thankyou for creating the best banner, Thankyou so much love. I dont know what i would have done without you literally. This is a two-shot the final part will be posted after Overdue, Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist.

@amourtae and @introlxv, @jayhopely thankyou so much for giving me your opinion on this fic and letting me discuss it with you guys. Thankyou for encouraging me❤️

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You looked at the large billboard on display on your way to work. The people or the celebrity family on it gave you a sense of gloom immediately. Park Jimin, his wife Park Tae-Hee and their two kids.

The universe definitely had cruel ways to make fun of you. ‘The one person you left behind, the one person who’s lies you gave up on, the one person who made you runaway to a far place was right before you.

Park Jimin.

Park Jimin who showed you what it feels like to be loved in different forms. Park Jimin, who you thought wouldn't fall in love with you, but he managed to take your breath away so quickly. Park Jimin who presented to you a whole new world of physical intimacies, and so quickly provoked you to associate him with pleasure, and him only.

But Park Jimin was also the same man who broke your heart like no other. He destroyed you in every way possible, and lied to you in the most intricate ways.

3 Years Ago:

You knew Jimin was married when he met you for the first time. His idol wife, Park Tae-Hee, had commissioned you a few pieces of art. Jimin was with her when she came to your studio. Your eyes couldn't go off Jimin with the way he looked. A white dress shirt. Two small rings on his ears, that toned chest and eyes that had you melting in a puddle of goo in moments. You reminded yourself he was married and you had no business ogling at your clients, husband.

But what harm could be done right if you were just watching. But you were soon proved wrong when you noticed Jimin had been looking at you all this while, too. You could feel his gaze on you when you were showing around Tae-Hee, your studio, and your work. You could feel his gaze when he wasn't looking at the paintings, but you were.

See, you were no homewrecker. Never You never had been involved with married men before, and you weren't sure if you'd be involved if it was anybody else. But there was this very weird, sexual tension that kept popping up with Jimin the very moment or the hour that he and Tae-Hee were at your studio was the longest hour you had in your life. So many things unsaid. So many things about him that kept your mind occupied.

You still remember the way Jimin pocketed your card so quickly without giving Tae-Hee the chance to look at it. The way his eyes were undressing you. Only added to the heat down below.

When you returned home that night, Jimin kept plaguing your mind. He left the studio but never left your mind. He was still there when you took the cold shower to minimize the Jimin after-effect. He was still there when all you could think about was his pillowy and soft lips. Still there when your fingers reached your cunt, thinking how deep his fingers could go in you. This was the effect Jimin had on you, in just an hour.

But that night marked a different beginning for you. You had zero chances of sleeping that night. One because you couldn't get Jimin out of your head, and the second because Jimin himself. The man chose the dead of the night to text you.

If you were a goner by the sexual tension at first, you were a lost cause, now with the way he carried himself. He knew exactly the effect he had on you and that put you in a fix even more. You weren't convinced per se because of the fact that he was married. But again, the fact that you were only physically attracted to him didn't help. Just Sex. Purely Sexual was what you wanted to keep this relationship to that night. That's how you would define it.

If Only You Knew…

The second time you met Jimin, a few days later, was in his office to discuss the spaces and for a site inspection. Park Holdings was coming up with a new building for their merger, and after Tae-Hee wanted to decorate their home with your pieces, Jimin wanted an entire building full of them. Strange right? It was. The man had no chill.

He certainly had no chill when he kept texting you over the few days gap, making it impossible for you to think of anything else other than him. How he would feel on you, inside you, under you. That's all you thought; And that's all you could think about.

Everything was under control. You had successfully managed to escape Jimin’s sultry gaze and some light touches until lunch was over and you went to the washroom to freshen up. Jimin came in right behind you, and locked the door behind him. That's when all hell broke loose.

“Hey there, gorgeous.”

“Someone might see us, Jimin! What are you doing?”

“This is my office. No one’s gonna see.”

“What are you doing here?” Jimin moved impossibly close to you and caged you right between his arms and for a moment you forgot how to breathe. His cologne engulfed all your senses at once, and his breath began working its magic on your neck.

You felt his lips grazing your neck lightly, not applying too much pressure, while his hands moved behind your back.

“Tell me you don't want this sweetheart, and I'll stop.” His lips began moving on your lower neck and you threw your head back in the strong sense of pleasure his lips were providing you with.

“I–”

“Can’t form a sentence?” You felt his smile on your neck, and you gasped when you felt him nip lightly. You let out a moan that sounded more like a whimper when his strong hands pull you into his embrace tightly.

“Will you let me show you how good this thing between us can be?” You moaned a little louder as he placed open mouthed kisses on your jaw and lips.

“Yes. But this is just sex, Jimin. I'm not interested in anything more.” Jimin turned you around harshly and now you were faxing the mirror, and Jimin was glued to your back. You feel his boner right on your ass and suddenly he grinded himself on you.

“Just sex baby girl. You feel how hard I am for you already.?” You whimpered when you felt the outline of his cock, and Jimin began placing open mouth kisses on your back.

“If i wouldnt have a meeting now, I would have taken you right here against this sink baby. But don't worry, I have something planned for you. Something you won't forget anytime soon.” You gasped at his revelation. The fire racing right between your legs. When had he planned this? You had no idea.

“I'll see you tonight Y/n.” Jimin left quickly after placing a light peck on your lips and you looked in the mirror, an extremely breathless you, extremely flustered looking back at you.

You quickly freshened up and left the bathroom, Jimin had already left for his meeting, and you sat at the table biting a pencil end, while your assistants worked to take the measurement. You were staring mindlessly at the window, relieving the tension that had been there in the bathroom, when your manager/friend/sometimes shrink friend Jeanette interrupted your thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Umm nothing?”

“So that hot CEO isn't on your mind right now?”

“No” You could laugh at how blatantly you lied. Bull shit, Park Jimin had not left your mind since you met him first.

“So it's got nothing to do with the fact that you two were in the bathroom together a few minutes ago?”

You choked hearing her question. Damn, did everyone know you two were together there?

“I know you Y/N. Hope you're having fun though, Guy looks pretty hot.” Your face turned shades of red. Shit No one was supposed to know. But for now you decided to concentrate on the work first hand.

You were pretty much done in a few hours, cracked your knuckles while you waited for the lift to arrive. Site inspections and these meetings were a pain in the ass. Your eyes widened the moment the door to the lift opened.

Jimin was leaning back casually. Busy on his phone. You entered the lift as silently as you could. Taking utmost care to not divert his attention. God knows what the man would be up to next. You pressed the button for parking and stood there waiting for your level.

“See you in sometime” Your eyes shot up when Jimin kissed the side of your neck and walked out of the lift like he did nothing. A small bead of sweat ran down your neck. This was too dangerous. Anybody could have seen. Losing a contract because you couldn't keep it in your pants was the worst excuse you could ever have in your career, and Jimin was already on his way to becoming the reason for it going at this rate.

You drove to your house. Jimin had texted that he would be there by nine. You wore a nice dress and cooked some decent dinner. This was the first time you were going to meet him without any watchful eyes.

You couldn't deny the sexual tension you had with Jimin. It was fucking thick and easily noticed. You got goosebumps every time you felt his intense gaze over your body the two times you met him. You let him take the lead. One because of guilt and the other because you didn't know how to go about this new situation. He was married. Although you just wanted to satiate the horny, you. That came out way too often when Jimin was around. You had decided to be selfish and give in. You were not losing anything, right.

One fuck, one night and you could get Jimin fuck his way out of your system. Then you would be on your way. What could go wrong.

If Only You Knew Everything.

Your eyes nearly bulged out and your throat ran dry as soon as you saw Jimin. A white button-down and tight black slacks and perfectly styled hair. Jimin stood at your door with a wine bottle in his hands looking like a million bucks.

You invited him in, and the moment you closed the door behind you. You felt a strong pair of hands grab your waist and Jimin's face nuzzling in your neck.

“Where do you want me to keep this?”

“On the coffee table.” You mumbled in a breathy tone. Jimin's hands held yours firmly and pulled you with him as he placed the bottle on the coffee table. Jimin sat on the couch and pulled you towards him. You took the hint and straddled him and immediately his lips began working on your neck.

“I am sorry, But i can't wait anymore to have you.”

“Don't be.” You attached your lips to his neck and he let out a moan. Jimin began placing open mouth kisses on your neck and placing light kitten licks. You repeated his action and he groaned and held you even tighter. You felt him harden underneath you and you grinded on top of him , making him lift you up and place you on your back on the couch.

His lips attached themselves to your neck again. A small moan left your lips as you arched your neck and closed your eyes, savoring every lick and every kiss that his tongue traced on you. You had a weakness for neck kisses and his tongue and lips on your neck were magical.

You feel yourself growing with every passing second. Jimin stripped you off your dress and threw his shirt over his shoulder somewhere in the living room. He mouthed at your clothed breasts and you whimpered in pleasure. You needed more.

“Get this damn bra off please.” Jimin laughed at your eagerness.

“Very eager are we?”

He latched himself to your nipple the moment the bra came off. And you felt yourself gushing already. Every tug of his teeth. Every flick that his tongue had had had fire running through your veins, leaving you with a strong urge to ride him into oblivion.

“Fuck y/n, Youre making me lose my mind.” He said between the kisses. His gaze heavy with lust, leaving you with twice of everything. Jimin left you feeling slutty. Seduced and you loved every second of it.

“I wanna suck you off.”

“Fuck, baby you cant say things like that.” You giggle a little, getting up and kneeling in front of him and putting your fingers on the waistband of his boxers. Jimin uttered a string of curses but helped you get rid of his boxers.

Your mouth watered the way his cock sprung free from the reigns of his boxers. He had a very pretty cock. You touched it and stroked and placed your mouth on it to give it small kitten licks and Jimin moaned, which got another wave of arousal running between your legs. You wanted nothing more than to make a moaning mess underneath your touch and that had you getting to work.

“It's so pretty.”

“I told you not to say things like that.”

“Can't wait for it to ruin me.”

“Fucking hell Y/n” Jimin growled and pulled you harshly, interrupting your session to make him a moaning mess.

“Jump.” You did as you were told, and locked your legs behind his waist.

“Where's your bedroom?”

“Second door to your right.”

Jimin throws you on the bed the minute he shuts the door behind him with his legs. He immediately suckles on your lower lip, making you moan; He presses against you and you pull him closer, your hands moving to his back. Pulling his ass to your body.

“Condom?”

“First drawer.” He hurriedly opened the drawer and fished the condom out. He tears the wrapper open impatiently, and rolls it onto his length. You watch him with hooded eyes as he lines himself up.

“You wanted me to ruin you right? You asked for it.” With one harsh thrust you feel him totally inside you. Filling you up in ways no one ever did. He waits for a moment to let you adjust, and starts moving painfully slowly. He smirks when you frown and starts moving at a regular pace.

“Holy shit, You feel so good.” Jimin growls and speeds up his thrusts. And keeps his eyes fixed on you. Enjoy every look on your face. The way your face contorted in pleasure when it hits a certain spot. You pull him closer and place your hands at his back. Raking your nails on his smooth back and Jimin hisses.

“Fuck, do that again.” You repeat your actions and you feel Jimin growing impossibly hard in you. Jimin starts thrusting harder and you melt in pleasure. He slides inside you so skillfully that he has your brain short circuiting within seconds. He holds your face in a tight grip and kisses you harshly while his cock keeps pounding at a place that had you coming undone in a few thrusts.

Jimin lets you ride your orgasm, before flipping you and entering you from behind. You let out a loud yell from the oversensitivity. Jimin begins his brutal pace right from the beginning and you stuff your face in the pillow to avoid letting your neighbors know someone was giving it to you.

“Don't hide those moans from me baby. Your face off that pillow now.” He accentuates the now with a harsh spank on your ass. The pain is hitting straight to your cunt. Jimin spreads your butt cheeks a little and starts thrusting brutally. The new angle makes you moan his name louder than you had ever moaned anybody else's name.

“Come on baby one more, Come on my dick one more time. Let me know how good I'm giving it to you.” Jimins words drive you over the edge for the second time, pulling out a guttural moan out of him as he comes.

He collapses right next to you. Breathe as heavily as you can.

“God damn youre fucking hot.”

“Says the one who fucked me senseless.”

“I aim to please.” His smirk makes you playfully hit his chest and Jimin laughs at your antics.

“Please tell me this isn't a one time thing?” Jimin's question throws you off guard. Your initial plan was to finish that god-damn sexual tension by fucking once, but actually having sex with Jimin had left you wanting for more.

“Just sex.”

“I'm happy with whatever you give me, sweetheart.”

You have the dinner you made for both of you with telling each other a little more about the lives you lead.

“I have never been more thankful to Tae-Hee for dragging me to your studio that day.” You roll your eyes at his comment.

“You make it sound as if that's the only right thing she did.”

“If you count the last five years, Yes that's remotely the only right thing she did.” You don't probe further and get back to washing your dishes, while Jimin helps you dry them. What happened between them wasnt your business anyway.

The night rolled away with slow kisses, long makeouts, and slow rolling of his hips into you. Throwing you into a peaceful slumber with your back pressed tightly against Jimin’s chest with his hand safely nestled on your boob.

Jimin left early the next morning, with a text on your phone that said “Got an early meeting See u soon baby girl.” You didn't mind it at all, saving you the trouble of awkward good mornings. You got ready as usual and drove to work. But nothing had prepared you for the sight that lay awaiting you.

“Jeanette, What's all this?” More than a dozen bouquets of white lilies lay everywhere in your studio.

“Looks like someone had a wild wild night.” You looked at Jeanette with a confused expression and she handed over a card to you.

It was a sweet handwritten message. You dialed Jimin immediately, but you were directed straight to the voice mail. You don't try calling him again. He might have been busy. You decide to thank him later.

The time until lunch flew by literally having so much sorting to do, you finish off your work for the day and head home. You did not have a word with Jimin throughout the day about the dozen bouquets he had sent you; you just put it off until when he would call again.

Jimin came home to you again that night. But unlike last night, you two hadn't jumped on each other's bones. Instead, Jimin bought take-out and you had a nice dinner followed by a full blown cuddling session on the couch and later in bed.

You just cuddled and went to sleep, and unlike last night, Jimin's hands never stopped igniting the fire through his touches. Today his touches just soothed the weariness of your day.

You started meeting Jimin way more regularly after your continuous two day encounter involving the best sex you ever had and a night full of nice kisses and cuddles. Jimin kept coming to you under the excuse that he had time now, since he would be a little busy once Tae-Hee would be back.

It was totally understandable and you didn't put much thought into it. There were lines you knew that you'd never cross with him unless it was warming each other's bed. Nothing more, Nothing less. What was different about Jimin was he never came to you only for sex. He was sweet, He'd spend hours with you in your studio, If anyone didn't know better, no one would say he was the ceo. Jimin paid attention to every little detail which amazed you sometimes.

Jimin took every chance he got to spend time with you. You felt a little out of place then, but slowly you started getting accustomed to Jimin around you. Sometimes he would drop by your studio and get you and Jeanette some lunch. Or he would just swing by and pick you up and make some nice dinner for you. While he made you sit on the counter beside him, occasionally making out with you.

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He was like a puddle after the rain. Waiting for me to tear down my inhibitions of perfection.

Jimin planned a date night at your place. He set up a pillow fort on your balcony and lit it up with fairy lights before you came home.

“Jiminie, what's this?”

“A little surprise for youl. I got your favorite wine and we have some good music.” He rested his chin on your shoulder and you didn't have the heart to refuse that face,with a cute pout.

“I wanted it to be a surprise, So i didn't ask for your permission.” You quickly pulled him in a brief hug reassuring him that you loved it. How could you not love it?

“Lemme go change real quick.” While you got into something comfy, Jimin set up the music and poured a glass of wine for you and himself.

You got comfortable with Jimin, sitting between his legs while he wrapped his one hand around your waist. The first glass of wine initiates work talk, The second about his personal life, by the time you reach the third Jimin has an unreadable expression on his face.

“Did you ever judge me?” His question startles you. You honestly never thought of judging him. How could you possibly judge someone when you were a part of it as well?

“No, why would I judge you? Am I not a part of this as well?”

“Didnt you ever like have a question, Why did i feel the need to cheat when im married to a fucking idol whos already drop dead goregeous?”

“Jimin, that really isn't my–'' He stopped you right in the middle.

“I'm tired.”

“Hmm?”

“I'm tired of hiding. She's been married to me for four years and dated me for two. We've been hiding all this while. I cannot even hold her hand in public. She's away most of the time. I've forgotten what she smells like. The sound of her laughter, The warmth of her touch.” A single tear drops down those beautiful cheeks and you hold his hand a little tighter.

“When she's home, She spends time at her studio, Or making appearances. I don't have a problem with what she does, I have a problem with her forgetting that she has a husband back home in pursuit of her dreams.” A light sob escaped him and you put yours and his glasses to the side and pulled him into you. Jimin wrapped his arms around you like a child and you stroked his hair.

“I gifted her the penthouse as a wedding gift, And my wife hasn't stayed in the penthouse for even four months in these four years.”

You gasped at the information. Tae-hee was a part of the world-famous band Bluescape, who had been scaling new heights everyday. They were huge. Nobody would have guessed they had to sacrifice so much to the point of leaving their partners feeling alone.

“Now im all alone, Fucking alone scaling milestones but behind them im all alone. Park Jimin, 32 , CEO , billionaire ,Forbes fourty under forty, Married to the leader of the biggest girl band yet Alone.”

Tears started flowing freely, and Jimin just kept hugging you tighter. You felt bad for him. No wonder he was this sweet. He knew what it felt like to be alone. No wonder he didnt make everything about sex like you initially had discussed first. He kept making an effort.

“That was until you came along, I swear one day that Tae-Hee was home she dragged me here and i had already lost it. But I'm glad she did. I found you.”

“Jimin I–” He pressed a light kiss to your forehead. And you sighed.

“I know, I know. You are not mine to keep. But let me have you until you're willing to let me stay.” You didn't know how to respond to his request. So you responded the only way you knew.

You slowly straddled his lap and immediately Jimin held your waist in a vice grip. You pulled your oversized shirt over your head. And helped Jimin get rid of his hoodie. Your eyes never seemed to leave his tear-stained eyes. You didn't know if it was the liquid courage that had given you the strength to bare yourself to me, Jimin lifted you slightly and you tugged his sweats down. There was no rush. No impatience. Just both of you at that moment.

You sank down on Jimin. Without any barrier or a need for a rush. You paused to feel every inch of him decorating your insides. A strange sense of pleasure filling you. You felt connected, your eyes never leaving each other. You give yourself a little time to adjust to his length. You started moving slowly. Jimin ran his hands over your back, and you threw your head back in pleasure when you continued the slow rhythm which allowed you to feel him. All of him.

You had Jimin moaning under you in a few seconds. His moans making you feel a strange pride the way he just gave in. It felt much more than sex. You didn't know why you tried to take away his sadness. Maybe in the moment you didn't want him to feel alone. Maybe you tried to reassure him you were there. You just had forgotten an important detail. This wasn't how you had planned how things with Jimin would be. You let go.

You came with Jimin with his face buried deep in your chest. You both fell into deep silence with the low hum of music playing in the background.

“You okay there?” Jimin kissed your hair softly and lazily.

“Yeah, I am.”

But you weren’t. Though your hands found their way to his chest and caressed his body. Your mind fell for a loop. You had gone all the way, way beyond. You had given him some sense of security. Some sense of reassurance, and you had gone ahead and established the emotional connection between you and him. Something had definitely changed in the way your hands ran over his hair. Slowly tracing those luscious soft locks, your eyes admiring his beautiful face for more than a few seconds longer than you should have.

Jimin slept peacefully naked in your arms. His soft snores and soft breaths touch your skin lightly. The smile that screamed content on his face bought a smile on your face. You didn't sleep a wink that night. You were lost in fear. Fear of overstepping and throwing yourself in an unnecessary mess.

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“Morning” Jeanette’s cheerful voice greeted you as soon as you entered the studio.

“Jean, if Jimin calls up, just tell him I'm not around.” Jeanette gives you a puzzled look. But does not question it further.

The fear that crept in yesterday night after Jimin slept had taken its full form by the time the sun rose. You pretended to be asleep when you saw him waking up. And Jimin, being Jimin, left quietly after placing a light kiss on your forehead and mumbling a sweet good morning in your hair.

You had no confidence whatsoever in facing him. You knew you crossed a line last night. It wasn't a line that you had crossed with Jimin. It was a line that you had crossed with yourself. You knew relationships like these were messy. Jimin would welcome you with open arms. Should things go further, but you would be putting yourself in a lot of unnecessary drama there. For the first time since you met Jimin. You regretted not caring for the consequences.

You avoided every form of communication with Jimin. You did not respond to any of his studio calls as well. You felt sick to the stomach. Life really had strange ways and you have started to somewhat despise yourself. You were the one who had assured him, comforted him, held him close when he was vulnerable. But now you were also the one who was abandoning him because you didn't want yourself to get hurt in the process.

You had an Art Exhibition one of your friends was hosting in NYC. You had planned your last minute escape to NYC, in hopes of Jimin giving up on you since you were not responding. Thankfully Jimin had not visited your house. You wouldn't know what else and where else you would be able to run.

You successfully managed to avoid Jimin for forty eight hours. You wait for your boarding in the lounge. Jimin is still running wild in your imagination. You were thankful that he hadn't pushed as far as visiting your home. Maybe he would have got the hint. He had not called you or texted you either, so that was a relief. Yet you were uneasy from the inside and the guilt weighing heavy on your mind.

You boarded the flight, and headed towards business class.

“Ma’am you have been upgraded to the first class, This way please.” The air host led the way towards the first class without waiting for you to respond.

“Hold on, I think there has been an error, My tickets have been booked for business class.” You showed her your boarding pass. The air host gave you a polite smile. And pulled out her tab.

“No, I'm sure there has been an error. How can I be upgraded to the first class when I have booked my tickets to the business class?”

“Ma'am you have been upgraded to the first class, We would like to request you to please take your seat.”

You were thoroughly confused now, You texted Jeanette to know if she had upgraded you, Which was very unlikely. But the moment you opened the door to first class. The reason you were upgraded became as clear as the day.

Jimin sat right next to the seat assigned to you, with a smirk on his face. You were screwed. You let out a long sigh and took your seat. Jimin kept silent until you were silent. You looked around to see if by any chance there was a way of escape.

“Looking for a place to run away?”

“What are you doing here Jimin?”

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“Answer my question Jimin?”

“Answer my question Y/N '' You crossed your arms in front of your chest, Trying to avoid any eye contact with Jimin. Those eyes were trouble. You sensed his eyes on you, He wasnt giving up. This was an entire thirteen hour flight, And there was no way you could sustain the flight without having any kind of interaction and Jimin looked like he had packed a separate bag of patience with him.

“I'm not avoiding you.”

“Oh, Not answering phone calls, Not responding to texts isn't avoiding? What could that possibly be then y/n?”

“I was feeling guilty for doing something i shouldn't have’’

“You mean that comforting me when I was vulnerable was something you shouldn't have done?”

“Not that.”

“Then tell me what is it?”

“I felt like i crossed a line, It was clear from the beginning that it would be just sex. I felt like I crossed a line, ``There is nothing more that can happen between us, You're married.” Jimin frowned at your response. You looked away. There you have it.

“Oh god Y/n i know im married alright, But i like spending time with you. We connect, isn't that enough? Why do you have to look for other meanings out here?”

“So we can see other people right?’’

“Of Course you can, Who am I to stop you?”

“Fine then.”

“Fine.”

“How did you know my flight details?” You already know the answer to this. You just wanted him to confirm it.

“Let's say Jean doesn't like to lie.”

“Knew it.”

“By the way, Dont think youre off the hook for ignoring me. I don't like being ignored, And i'll make sure you will remember it too.” He whispered this way close to your ear, and you could feel his lips touching your ears. A delicious anticipation ran down your spine. Who were you trying to kid. It was Jimin, after all.

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Jimin gave you the biggest surprise of your life when he had actually canceled your reservations and upgraded them everywhere. He took the weekend off to just accompany you to NYC and spend time with you. The information sure overwhelmed you. But a tiny part of you didn't want to let go of the fact that he took this effort for you. Jeanette helped him plan this for you. You definitely needed to have a word with her later.

You rushed to the bathroom for a shower as soon as you checked in. A pair of hands grabbed you from behind and you let out a moan. You could feel Jimin’s boner between your butt cheeks. You turned around and you started scrubbing each other. You couldn't help but touch his cock, which was achingly hard, Jimin moaned loudly when you started stroking him and you bent down to the level of his cock and you took him in your mouth and started deep throating him, playing with his balls at the same time.

Jimin pulled your hair and pushed your head onto his cock. He fucked your throat thoroughly. You could feel his cock twitching indicating he was close, You tried to deepthroat a little more without gagging. But the moment Jimin saw you trying to relax your jaw. He picked you up and pinned you against the wall and kissed you roughly.

He plunged into you without warning and started thrusting at a pace that had your head spinning. The warm water adding in the extra effect. His thrusts kept getting harder, and it was impossible to hold back anymore.

“I'm close.” He murmured against your ear. And you whimpered. You were so close, too.

“Cum with me, yeah?” He began picking up his pace again. And the speed got you both unraveling within seconds.

“That was motherfucking good.”

“Yeah that was.”

Jimin ended up attending your friend's exhibition with you. He met the people you knew. Spoke to them like he knew them for years. Your friend raised an eyebrow at you, but you just smirked. She was free to make whatever she wanted out of it.

What Jimin and you had was between yourselves and there wasnt any need for you or him to explain it to people. Nobody would understand anyway. Mostly would end up calling you the other woman anyway.

The exhibition showed you a different side of Jimin. The one that you admire for his brains. Jimin was fearless regarding making connections. And you felt proud to have that gorgeous man in your arms.

Jimin and you left no stone unturned in making out or having sex after every time you went out. The moment you guys entered the room, Jimin would pick you up. Toss you on the bed, rip your clothes off, ate you out like a man starved, and fucked you until you would remember nothing but his touch on your skin. You and Jimin sinned together and you loved every part of it.

You went with Jimin to Chelsea for a painting class, Jimin had been a little curious about art and back in Seoul there were time constraints, Since now both of you had time on your hands, you were more than happy to do a fun activity, The Painting Lounge was the best place where you could put his imaginations to a wild run.

You picked your favorite Vino, you spent the evening laughing until there were tears in your eyes. The cute pout on Jimin’s lips when he couldn't get a stroke right or he would just keep whining about how good you were. You laughed again, and no matter how hard you tried to explain that this was literally your job. A stubborn jimin wouldn't agree, putting on the pout again, making you giggle.

Soon enough the last night in NYC came around and you just lay naked with Jimin. Your head resting on his chest while he stroked your hair.

“I wish this vacation could be extended forever. I had so much fun with you babe.” You smiled at his statement. Agreeing with him completely. Your trip to NYC ended up being a party for you. You were sure you were going to screw Jeanette’s case once you got back to Seoul. But now you wanted nothing more than to give her a tight hug for giving Jimin the information to hijack your plans.

“Party over, Back to real life Mr.Park.” Jimin shifted underneath you and looked at you with a deep frown etched over his face.

“You're no party Y/n, You're as real as my life.” This statement ended up giving you goosebumps on your skin. Intentionally or unintentionally, there were those pesky little butterflies in your stomach.

You just hummed and Jimin immediately got on top of you placing light kisses on your jaw. To say you had the best last night in New York City was an understatement.

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You returned back to Seoul the next day and got busy with your life again. You received the biggest commision of paintings. Thanks to Tae-Hee and her love for your paintings in one of her friends' houses. She had literally become obsessed with your work. And that obsession landed you an entire new office space, and their home.

The fire between you and Jimin died down for a few days considering bluescapes was back in Korea after their world tour. It only meant that Jimin was going to be off the radar for a while. You, too, didn't try to contact him. You knew he would come running to you the first chance he got.

You went out on a few dates in the span of those few days. Well, it clicked for some and it didn't for some. Your mother was the happiest when she found out you started going out on dates. She had somehow grown obsessed with the idea of you getting married. Parents and their weird ass ideas to get their children to walk down the aisle. You were definitely not opposed to the idea of getting married. But you wanted that to happen in due time and not because your eomma was itching to clean baby poop.

You noticed a change in the train of your thoughts. No matter who you were with. No matter what you were doing. your mind somehow found its way back to Jimin. He stayed on your mind. Sometimes it brings a smile to your face. And sometimes bought a wild heartbeat down there.

Jimin came in ten days later. Suddenly that night changed your life forever.

“Hello there..”

“Hey.” Jimin plopped down on the bed, next to you. You stroked his hair and he immediately leaned into your touch, and you smiled at him. The past three months with Jimin have been nothing short of hot, amazing sex and some really good times. Jimin always understood you like nobody else. That's what made it a little bearable to speak about things to him that you normally wouldn't.

“What are you doing?” Jimin moved impossibly closer to you and peeked at your laptop. The familiar scent of his cologne engulfed your senses and you momentarily forgot what you were doing before he came.

“Oh this, Nothing I was just looking up something.”

“Why do you have to look at anything else when I'm here?”

“Oh god! You're insufferable.” Jimin quickly put the laptop away from your lap, on the bedside table and quickly pulled you down by your ankles. You giggled at his impatience and he quickly shut you up by kissing you.

The moment his lips landed on yours, the taste of mint and coffee flooded your taste buds. You moaned a little and he took this exact chance to slip his tongue in your mouth and slip a hand behind your head. You put your hands behind his neck and Jimin took the chance to kiss your neck. He placed slow open mouth kisses on your neck, using his tongue like magic.

“That feels so good".

“Why are you so dressed up?” Jimin quickly got rid of your top and whistled when he saw your nipples already peaking up. He discarded his shirt and threw it over his head and latched onto your nipple, putting the other one between his fingers.

He tugged lightly on your nipple with his teeth and you let out a loud moan. He smirked at your reaction. Somehow this guy took pride in every moan that left your mouth. Every loud moan that reached his ears would pull up, a smirk on his. He swirled his tongue in circles on your bud, and the pleasurable pain of pinching and sucking on your nipples at the same time had you soaking through your panties.

“I wanna be inside you, I've been wanting to fuck you nice, slow and deep all fucking day.” Jimin slowly pulls your shorts down and sits up on his knees to unbutton his jeans. You watch him with hooded eyes. Jimin generally loves to take his time with you. He made sure to make you cum at least thrice before he could have you wrapped around his cock.

“Shit Jimin, hurry up please.” You no longer have the patience. You wanted him. Now. Jimin chuckles at your impatience and pulls down your panties. He growls when he sees them ruined, a large spot decorating the baby pink color nicely.

“Fuck y/n.” He lines himself up and you spread your legs to give him a little more room. He pushes just the head in. And your moans sound nothing short of pornographic sounds. He slams inside immediately and you feel his thick cock splitting you wide open. You cry out aloud out of pleasure, and your head falls back as soon as he starts moving. Just like he said. Slow, and deep.

Every thrust of his has you seeing stars, and the pleasure is just seconds away from making tears swell from your eyes. Every moan, every whimper that comes out of your mouth has it going straight to Jimin's cock and he groans when he feels you tightening around him.

“Fuck, you feel so warm, I could stay here all my life if I could.” He gives one powerful thrust and starts kissing your neck again and you whimper at his contact with your cervix. The sounds that are coming from your mouth are now pure, filthy and sultry, making Jimin hold onto your hips and fuck into you a little faster.

The skin slapping sounds in the room are suddenly interrupted by the ringing of your phone. Your mom's name flashes on the screen. You flip the phone screen side down, not wanting it to interrupt your trip to pleasure land. There was no way you could speak one proper word to her when Jimin was rearranging your guts.

“Pick it up.”

“What no, I can't be speaking to my mother right now.” Jimin pecks your lips and takes the phone from the bedside table and answers it and puts it on a speaker.

He places the phone right next to you and whispers, “I promise I'm not railing you when you’re talking.” Your mom's voice widens your eyes and you quickly hold it a little higher to speak.

“Y/nah where have you been? I have tried calling you so many times.” Jimin returns to sucking on your nipples gently, still impossibly hard, and inside you.

“Yeah Yeah mom, I've been a little busy.” You try the hardest you ever had to bite back a moan and Jimin latches onto your other nipple.

“You know the Jungs right?”

“Yeah what about them?” You are slightly surprised at your mom's giggle from the other end. You try your hardest to keep your head in the conversation. While Jimin was hell-bent on sucking the life out of your nippples.

“Well..they think you would be the perfect match for their son Hoseok.” You don't get to react to her statement because Jimin is flipping you over harshly, making you yelp.

“Y/n what happened?”

“Nothing mom Just hit my leg. Gotta go mon. I'll talk to you later.” You don't even end the call properly as Jimin holds one of his hands below your breasts and gets you in a little higher position. He lines himself up and you don't get the time to react. He started pounding into you, literally. He is impossibly hard and he is fucking into you with the speed that you didn't think was possible.

Your moans encourage him further and soon enough you feel the coil tightening, and you start clenching uncontrollably around making him growl louder.

Four thrusts later, you come together at the same time, and you literally plop down. Feeling like your lungs were on fire.

“What the fuck was that Jimin?”

“What the fuck was what?” He looked away and you immediately pulled him to face you.

“What was that all about?”

“I don't know alright, These past three months have been all about me wishing if I had met you under a different circumstance, Then I would have been with you. I love you Y/N.”

You were shocked to hear his confession. You were not sure if what you felt was love for him. He was married for five years to Tae-Hee. There were too many questions. Jimin quickly got on top of you and held your face in his hands.

“Please tell me you love me too. I can see that Y/n. I can see that. Our trip to NYC cleared a lot things for me”

“Jimin, you're married.”

“Y/n please I love you, I really really do. I'll leave Tae-Hee. I want to live with you, have kids with you and grow old with you.”

“Jimin i–”

“Please Y/n please give us a chance, I know we can be the best thing.”

“I'll think about it.”

“I love you Y/n, I love you.” Jimin jumped on you naked, kissing you on the forehead. That night you both spent the night, naked, sweaty bodies tangled between your sheets with whispers of how much he loved you. You didn't know what to make of this. You had feelings for him, but love? You were already the other woman here, what more could hurt if you gave in?

You lay next to Jimin that night again. This time admiring the peaceful smile he had sleeping right next to you. Fate had gotten you from nothing to everything pretty fast, and the pace that you and Jimin were going at scared you. But something in you also was equally excited for this beginning. You had said you'd think about it. But somehow you're innerself already doing a happy dance to have Jimin all to yourself.

Jimin had not left your mind ever since New York, and neither did he leave your mind when you were seeing other people. But his thoughts were something you always came home to. You decided to give this a chance. You were being selfish. But if he didn't care. So wouldn't you. It was her fault for losing him. After all, someone's loss was someone's gain. And Park Jimin was Tae-Hee’s loss and Your gain.

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He was like a lake. Calm, and still on the surface. But a great depth inside.

“Morning.”

“Morning” Jimin opened his sleepy eyes and gave you a smile cute enough to bring out a chuckle, and hot enough to get on top of him and throw aside the comforter. You smirked when your eyes landed on his morning wood. You straddled him in a way that his cock nestled right between your folds. You moved slowly to his ears while he wasn't even fully awake.

You placed light kitten licks on his earlobes and he hissed, sending it straight to your cunt. You nibbled slightly on his ears. You did not let him kiss you; instead teased him with a lot of licks to the end of his mouth. Jimin grabbed your hair tie from the side and tied your hair behind you as you slowly began kissing him.

“Fuck baby, Ride me already.” Jimin moaned into your ears and you took that as a signal to sink down on him. You moan as you sink down on him. His morning wood doing wonders for your arousal. You ride him with passion, and you can do the hardest you ever did.

“Where are you going?” Jimin pulled you towards him when you tried to slip away to have a shower. You giggled and fell into his arms.

“I need to take a shower Jimin, Your cum is literally dripping down my thighs.” Jimin kisses your neck and tightens his hold on your waist.

“And i'm making sure it stays there, All i have to do is keep filling you up.” You blush hard and hide your face in his chest. You can hear the way his chest rumbles when he laughs.

“Lemme go babe.”

“No.” You lay down for a bit with him. Just looking into his eyes. His shy smile and his little bouts of i love-you’s that made you turn the shades of Pink. Your mornings were way better now with Jimin by your side or Jimin in you.

His hop scotches kept going on whenever Tae-Hee was in town and you honestly didn't mind it all. After all, you had begun trusting him that he would be all yours one day. As long as you were going to have him. You didn't mind when.

Jimin began staying in your apartment whenever Tae-Hee wasnt around and you loved every part of it. Slowly, Jimin started becoming a regular part of your life.

“Y/nnnnnnn '' You heard his yell from the kitchen, you rushed to see if he had hurt himself somewhere, But you found him standing in front of your wardrobe with his hands on his waist and his eyebrows raised.

“What happened?” Jimins pulls you into his arms, and faces the wardrobe.

“What is this?” He asks, nuzzling his nose into your neck. You giggle, and peck his cheek. You try to see if there was something wrong with the wardrobe. But you don't find anything unusual.

“A wardrobe?” Jimin tickles your sides. And you yelp, leaving him to tickle you more, to pull out the same reaction out of you again.

“I know it's a wardrobe, But where is my space?”

“What do you mean by your space?”

“As in my space, I need my clothes here hanging with yours. I'm your boyfriend, This is my right.” You burst out laughing at his pouty face and Jimin shuts the wardrobe door and presses you against it. He attaches his lips immediately to your neck and sucks harshly on them. You jewel with pleasure and you feel his smirk on your neck.

“Tell me y/n, As your boyfriend don't I have the right to have my stuff in here in your wardrobe with your stuff?”

“Ye- Yes. Fuck Jimin.” Jimin immediately detaches himself from your neck and smirks.

“Thought so.” He runs away before you can catch a hold of him. Jimin walks in smugly with his bag and you clear out the space for him. He hands over his clothes to you and you both laugh and make space for his stuff together. Soon enough his stuff piled onto yours. He specifically made it clear he didn't want a separate section; he wanted it mixed.

And just like that. You started smelling like Jimin, too.

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Jimin was like a river. Sometimes he sweeps you gently along, and sometimes he sweeps you off out of nowhere.

You roll on your bed with Jimin on top of you teasing you relentlessly. Your phone starts blaring and he frowns when he sees the contact name. He pushes the phone a little harshly towards you, and you quickly move forward to grab it. You had no idea what had gotten him upset. You didn't have any boyfriend, not even an ex, who appeared.

Your mom’s contact name flashed on the screen and you looked at him curiously. Not understanding why your mom's call had gotten him so worked up. Jimin got off you and sat right next to you, leaning on the headboard and crossing his arms over his chest. The frown neatly etched on his features.

He picked up the phone before you, and put it on the speaker. You looked at him with a horrified expression. He really needed to stop doing that.

“Hey Y/naah”

“Hi Eomma, How have you been?”

“I have some wonderful news.” You could feel your mom's happiness radiating from the phone. And you sincerely hoped that this time it wasn't anything about Hoseok. It would be a pain in the ass to explain it to Jimin. Things were going smoothly between you two and this would be unnecessary trouble.

Jimin's eyes shot up when he heard the term good news and you mentally started sorting through a list of excuses to give your mother to not meet Hoseok.

“Chin Sun is getting married, You have to be here by next week.”

“That's wonderful, I am definitely going to be there.”

“Perfect, You take care okay? Your father is waiting for me in the car, I'll call you later.”

“Bye Eomma” You threw the phone aside and looked at Jimin with relief on your face. Thankful to the heavens that your mother did not mention Hoseok. You still had to sort that thing out with your mother now that you were seriously dating Jimin. You put that conversation for sometime later.

“So?” Jimin rolled over you again and started placing light kisses on your jaw.

“So?” He placed his hand at the back of your head and kissed you deep.

“You're going to be gone for how many days?”

“Maybe three.” He moved to your neck and started nipping at your neck, leaving little purple blotches on your skin.

“Make those ten days and take me as a date to your cousin's wedding.” You sat up immediately. The idea of taking him as a date to your cousin's wedding pushed any signs of arousal out of your body and mind.

“Are you kidding me?” Jimin frowned and pulled you towards him, locking your fingers with him, and placing light kisses on your cheek. You tried to speak but he silenced you.

“I am serious about us. Once Tae-Hee is back I'll speak to her and file for our divorce. Then it can be me and you for the rest of our lives.”

“Jimin, all of this can happen when it's supposed to, Don't you think this is a big step?” Jimin let go of your hand and pushed you a little forward to extract himself. He stood up, his anger showing clearly on his face.

“Me leaving my wife for you isn't a big step, Me trying to make a life with you isn't a big thing. But taking me as a date for your cousin's wedding is a big thing Y/N?” He walked up to the window and stood facing the window.

“It is a big step, My parents will be there. I just thought we could talk to them when you're done with your divorce.” You wrapped your arms around his middle and kissed his back. Jimin turned around and you laid your head on his chest.

“I'm not taking a chance of someone stealing my future wife. And you can tell your parents we are still figuring things out.” You signed into his skin. There was no room for argument. Jimin had already placed all the solutions on the table and you took a brave chance of taking him to the wedding. You confirmed his and yours rsvp at the wedding. Hoping there wouldn't be a tornado waiting for you when you get home.

You had the worst possible jitters during your entire flight to London. You came up with a shit ton of worst case scenarios and their solutions. All of them end in the same way. A fight between you and your parents.

Jimin had suggested staying in a hotel close to your place to avoid any kind of awkward conversation with your parents. You knew you had to tell them eventually. You would be introducing Jimin to them after all. And one hour before your landing into Heathrow you still didn't have a proper answer to why you were dating a married man.

You and Jimin parted ways at the airport. You headed to your parents house and Jimin to his hotel. Your mother enveloped you in a bear hug the moment you set aside your stuff. It was good to be back home.

“Who’s Jimin?” You choked at her first question. Your throat is going dry to form a proper answer. Your mother smirked at your state. And you looked at your dad with those pleading eyes that always worked on him.

“Let her breathe first, And i'm sure we are going to meet this Jimin tomorrow, He's her date to the wedding after all.” You mouthed a thank you to your father.

“Go change and freshen up, I made all your favorites.”

You video called Jimin and spoke to him a little and showed him around. The dinner went peacefully with a lot of banter involving your work and how your cousin and her fiance met. Your parents didn't bring up Hoseok, thankfully. Seeing Jimin on the guest list cleared that up.

You went to sleep that night with a ton of nervousness in the pit of your stomach. The time when you would have to mention Jimin’s marital status to your parents. They were going to meet him after all. Jimin called you to soothe your nerves, And suggested to keep the video call on even if you slept. Soon enough you fell asleep to Jimin’s face like any other day.

The wedding day arrived and Jimin arrived at your home to pick you up. Your mother was the most excited to meet him. But it all died down the moment she saw him. Your father got acquainted with Jimin pretty well. And they chatted like they were old buddies. Your mother kept a standoffish attitude towards both you and Jimin and you couldn't fathom what went wrong. She was literally the most excited until she opened the door.

You arrived at the wedding and soon enough you met most of your cousins and chatted along with them. Jimin made a genuine effort to get to know all of them. That brought a smile to your face. Maybe you were getting a little too nervous regarding your thoughts. And surprisingly, the dreaded topic has not been brought up yet.

You felt your mother's glare on you. And that puts you in a sour mood. She was behaving really strange and that wasn't at all making sense to you. What went wrong? Looking at the way your father and Jimin were engrossed in some deep conversation. It didn't look like there was a problem. You excuse yourself and walk over to your mother.

“Later Y/n, Not now.” She says through gritted teeth leaving you dumbfounded. You tried to talk to her once again, but she just walked past you. Deciding to not create a scene, you leave it to be and join Jimin and your father again.

“You into a big wedding?” You look at him with a horrified expression. Jimin just chuckles at your reaction. You thank heavens for sending someone to call your father. They definitely wouldn't leave you without planning your entire wedding.

“Jimin!!!” He laughs, and pecks at your cheek. And you blush.

“What? Are we not having a wedding?” Before you could answer the question. Your cousin called you and Jimin for a picture. You mouth a we’ll see that later Jimin and join your cousins. Jimin politely excuses himself for a work call. But you don't pay much attention to it.

Your mother actively avoids you and Jimin throughout the ceremony. You don't try talking to her either. You could have this conversation later in the house. Thankfully Jimin didn't push the matter, either. So there was no awkward conversation there.

The ceremony goes by peacefully, except for the behavior of your mother. Jimin drops you home. You desperately needed to talk to your mother. You go up to your room. Not finding her in the house anywhere.

“Tell me one good reason why you are dating a married man.” Your mother literally bangs the door open, startling you. Both her actions and the words surprise you. A lot of conclusions start running through your mind.

“Eomma I–”

“Don't even think of lying Y/nah, I saw his wedding ring. The same wedding ring that he wore when he knew he was meeting your parents.” Your mother seethed in anger and you had no clue what possibly you could say to her to calm down. This side to your mother was very rare.

“Mom we are in love, Jimin is going to talk to his wife.” You tried to make your mother understand, but she didn't look like she wanted to understand. You tried to hold her hand, but she just shrugged your hand off. She took a seat on the chair next to your bed and took a deep breath and sat opposite her. This was worse than all the outcomes combined in your head.

“He's going to leave his wife? Who are you trying to kid Y/n?” She scoffed and that scoff got your blood boiling. Your patience was running thin. She was judging him unnecessarily.

“Eomma you are judging him without even meeting him.”

“That wedding ring on his finger is enough for me to judge his kind.” You saw red at the word his kind. Jimin loved you. He was proving that to you every single day.

“Eomma, He isn't like that. I trust him.” Your mother just laughed at your comment. You held your head in your hands. Tears already flowing and landing on your dress.

“Y/nah if you start by being the other woman, You will never be the only woman.” Your mother got up from her seat and sat beside you. You looked up at her. Her face was etched in the sternest expressions, but her eyes held a different vulnerability.

“Eomma…”

“It's the truth y/naah, Tell me if he is ready to leave his wife then why hasn't he left her yet?”

“He was waiting for her to come. She’s an idol. He promised he's going to talk to her and file for divorce”

“All of these are excuses y/n. Trust me you will end up renewing your promises to this man, Not your wedding vows.”

“But he loves me.”

“He may be y/nah but this man is a huge red flag for me. I can see it. You're the one today, Tomorrow it will be someone else. But he will stay married to his wife.”

“That's enough Eomma, You're getting bitter about him and judging him only because he is married.”

“I will be bitter until he stands at the end of the aisle y/n , I will stop doubting him when you promise each other forever.”

“I will prove you wrong, Jimin is a nice guy. He loves me and I love him.”

“I will be the happiest if you prove me wrong Y/n, But remember one thing God is not going to bless one woman's husband to another.” Your mom walks out of the room and closes the door behind her. Leaving you in a sea of your own tears. You quickly get up from bed and throw in your stuff that lay outside. You quickly change and pull your bag along with you.

You take one last look at your mother, who is standing at the window with a wine glass in her hand and tears in her eyes. You don't say a word and neither does she. You both look at each other and there is so much you want her to understand and so much that you want to speak to her. But all of it remains unsaid.

You walk out of the door with a heavy heart and tears in your eyes. You take a cab to the hotel Jimin is staying in. You rush into his arms as soon as he opens the door.

“Babe, what happened?” Jimin strokes your hair and you bury your face in his shirt, letting your tears fall on his chest.

You don't explain the entire thing that happened to your mother. You didn't want to hurt him either. He had been putting in the effort and you didn't want him to feel unappreciated. You knew it would take a little time before your mother cools down and calls you. You just had to wait patiently.

Jimin hears every word with patience, not uttering a word. Only running his hands occasionally on your cheeks to wipe your tears. The fact that he sides with your mother and understands where she is coming from fills you with pride and a deep sense of gratitude and love you had for him. It was hard to explain in words how you felt about Jimin. He wasn't the one who would break your trust. He would always be yours. And he is yours. You just wished your mother would understand that. And Jimin’s understanding only assured you that he was going to prove your mother wrong.

Jimin consoles you and puts you to bed. Holding you tight to his chest. You fall asleep to the beating of his heart and his scent, soothing all your senses and calming the storm inside you.

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“Y/n wake up.” Jimin kissed your cheeks and shook you gently. You opened your eyes and saw Jimin leaning over you with a sweet smile on his face.

“Why are you so dressed up?” Jimin pecks your lips and pulls the duvet off you. You groan and try to pull it back and Jimin just picks you up bridal style while you lean on his chest. He places you on the counter of the sink and places a brush in your hands.

“Freshen up Y/n, I have a surprise for you. I need to finish something up, I'll be back in an hour until you get ready.” You nod your head sleepily and start brushing your teeth.

“Also don't unpack too much, We leave in an hour.” Your eyes shoot open at the mention of going somewhere. Before you could ask him, you heard the door click close.

You shower and get ready. Jimin gets back exactly an hour later.

“Ready for your surprise baby?” Jimin wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your neck. A giggle escapes your mouth and Jimin hooks the chain on your neck that you had completely forgotten when his lips touched your skin.

“Where are you taking me?” Jimin pulls you close to him and brings his lips very, very near to your ear. Goosebumps litter your skin, when you feel his breath hot on your ears.

“A place where it's going to be just you and me.”

“Is that why you wanted this trip to be extended for ten days?”

“Absolutely. Ten days aren't enough for me, But what can I say I'm going to make do.” You swat his chest and Jimin pulls you in for a kiss. You check out of the hotel and Jimin takes your hands in his and leads you to a car that has your eyes widened in shock.

A red mustang stands before you, You squeal with delight and hug Jimin. The valet loads the bags in the boot and Jimin starts driving. Keeping the location still a secret.

You are amazed by the landscapes that pass by you. The blue seas and the sand and the weather had you forgetting everything before today. You let yourself loose with Jimin by your side. His infectious smile and the wind running through your hair have you reaching a new level of euphoria.

You arrive at your destination. You squeal with delight yet again when you see the beautiful beach house. Jimin leads you excitedly inside showing you around the house and the most beautiful beach you have ever seen.

“This is our private beach. There is no one here till miles away. It's just going to be just the two of us here.” Jimin emphasizes the last part and the seductive tone behind it makes you blush.

You two laze around for the house for a while before you two cook together. Mostly you, Jimin ends up distracting you half the time making you banish him from the kitchen. You take a walk around the beach and by the time the sunsets, you have a huge blanket set out on the beach and you lay with your head on his chest and both your and Jimin's fingers intertwined.

“Y/n.”

“Hmm.” Your attention is on the beautiful sunset that's happening right in front of your eyes and you had the chance to see it with the man you had grown to love. A love that was so unconventional yet so beautiful.

“Y/n.” Jimin nuges you again, stealing your attention from the beautiful scenery. He separates your fingers and asks you to close your eyes. Thinking of it as another new trick in the book. You laugh a little and close your eyes and try to speak.

All the laughter dies down the moment you feel something slip through your fingers. Your heart beats like a drum and you open your eyes. Jimin looks straight in your eyes and kisses the finger he slipped the ring on.

“Y/n please accept this ring with a promise that i'm ready to be yours.” Tears spill from your eyes looking at the promise ring Jimin just gave you. Jimin wipes the tears away and you smile a watery smile at you.

“Jimin this–”

“Is a promise that I'm yours, No matter how unconventional our relationship is, No matter what others say I'm yours.I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too.” A strange content smile lights up on Jimin’s face upon your confession for the first time, and Jimin pulls you into a sweet kiss.

That evening turned out to be one of the best evenings of your life, with Jimin promising himself to you. Even though there was a long road ahead that would make him yours forever. The evening ended with you literally riding Jimin into the sunset and multiple orgasms that you screamed into the night.

Everything was perfect, Jimin was yours, You were Jimins.

Except no one told you you were already the fool of the century.

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When They’re Out of The Limelight

Note: Hi everyone, I hope you guys are doing fine. I decided to delete the first version of this fanfic and write another one with a different ending, coz I received some feedbacks (not just from tumblr but also on twitter) saying that the ending was depressing and that I was too cruel to the characters (which was true, i admit that and i’m sorry. Lol.) I love my moots and I don’t want them to be sad. So here you go, this version contains two parts, hope you guys enjoy the story! - haienatrash

Part I - The After Party

June 5, 2020 - Baeksang Arts Awards 2020

"Everyone's looking for you." Someone with a sexy baritone voice said which made her twirl in surprise. It was Ju Ji Hoon. He was still in his simple yet gorgeous tuxedo with the brooch pin that she had chosen for him to use that night.

Hye Soo smirked at him, a bottle of beer on her left hand. It was that familiar tipsy grin that Geum Ja often use to Hee Jae when they would drink a bottle or more of Soju in Hyena. She sipped a beer before turning her back on him again.

Ji Hoon on the other hand, smiled while admiring her voluptuous figure from the back, taking note of the small details just like the back slit of the dress, how it exposed a little of her skin and the Bulgari Diamond Serpenti flawlessly resting on her back down to the middle of her spine. He was truly amazed at how the black Ralph Lauren dress fitted her body perfectly, flaunting those curves that she maintained through the years.

But his brows creased when he realized she wasn't wearing the white coat she had earlier. She must have left it on the venue downstairs, he unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and pulled it off from his torso as he slowly walked towards Hye Soo, the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Upon reaching her, he carefully placed the tuxedo jacket on her shoulder to keep her warm before leaning on the railing that reaches up to their abdomen. His gesture made her look up at him, but he was ignoring her stare pretending to look at the 360-degree view of Seoul. They were on the rooftop of the hotel where the Baeksang Arts Award 2020 after party was held.

"Hoon-ssi it's fine, you don't---"

"You're wearing a dress." He cut her off "Exposing your shoulder and your back..." He paused staring back at her before he continued what he was saying "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against you wearing that sexy dress, but I don't want you to get cold, alright Sunbaenim?" He rolled his eyes the way Hee Jae did, that made Hye Soo chuckle, amused by how Ji Hoon still has a bit of his character with him.

"Hee Jae is that you?" She asked him still giggling a bit "Sorry, but Geum Ja's not here tonight."

"Who says I want Geum Ja? I want Hye Soo." He said not looking away from her.

There was no response from her, now the only thing they could hear was the sound of the gusting wind. Their gazes were locked, she could feel the blood rushing to her face turning her cheeks into crimson red. He never fails to make her feel this way as if it was the first time that someone said those words to her.

"But you can't." She said bitterly, looking away from him, setting the bottle of beer on the railing cap.

Ji Hoon looked down, "You don't trust me, do you?"

"Trust isn't the issue in here. It's the age, the opinion of everyone around us and the career... Your career."

"I'm willing to give it all up---"

"Well I don't, I wouldn't let you give up everything you worked for just to be with me." She cut him off staring back at him. "You're young, you're smart and you're talented, there's so much ahead of you. Don't waste it with someone like me and I am sure you'll find someone much better, someone who can give you a family, a son, or maybe a daughter." She explained but it seems like he wasn't listening to any of it.

"Then I'll take whatever you can give. I love you, and I know you feel the same... Please?" He grabbed both her hands and kissed her knuckles. His eyes started getting wet.

"Ji Hoon, stop." She said pulling her hands away from him.

"This is so unfair. I just wanted to be with you." She saw how tears pooled down his cheeks as he said those words. She felt her heart broke into million pieces, watching him weep because of her.

She couldn't help herself, but extend her hand to his face, cupping his cheek wiping his tears using her thumb. Then she pulled him closer for the last time and caught his lips with hers, kissing him slowly and softly making it linger, trying to ease his pain.

Hye Soo pulled out of the kiss before saying "Let's not see each other again."

Hye Soo walked away from Ji Hoon and did not dare to look back anymore, because she would just do the foolish thing and gave into her emotion again. It's better to end it right now than to fuck everything up later on.

Part II - The Resolve

June 24, 2020 - Hyena BD Commentary Filming Day

Ji Hoon tapped the shoulder of his driver reminding him to take the day off and park the car on the fifth level before he came out of the black Mercedes Benz. He was wearing a plain navy-blue colored t-shirt with a large print on the back and a pair of jeans his hair was neatly brushed up the way Hee Jae would like it, with a black face mask and sunglasses on, which helped him disguise himself and not be noticed by the public. He entered the building and walked straight to the elevator, he pressed the thirteenth button and quietly stood there waiting as it lifted him to his floor.

He still felt a bit dizzy and nauseous because of his hangover from last night, he had been like this for a couple of weeks now and it was still because of what happened at the hotel rooftop last June fifth. That was the last time he saw her, and it didn't go well. His heart ached as he recalled how she walked away from him saying that they shouldn't see each other anymore.

He tried reaching out to her since that night, calling her everyday or whenever he was drunk trying to fix everything between them, but she would just shrug him off and ignore his phone calls. He even drove to her house a week ago only to be dragged out by her security. Ji Hoon clutched tightly on his phone, suppressing the tears which was trying to pool out of his eyes, he shouldn’t be like this.

Be professional Ji Hoon. Be professional.

Ji Hoon knew what he did over the past few weeks was pathetic. But he couldn't just let her go, she meant the world to him and he was looking forward to spending the rest of his life with her. He wouldn't get tired of fighting for her. That was his main reason why he wanted to attend the commentary.

Hye Soo Sunbae would be there. He thought.

Ji Hoon kept on saying that to himself, that was the only motivation he had for almost three weeks, that the commentary would be a good chance to speak with her.

The elevator opened, he looked at the indicator saying they were already on the thirteenth floor, he walked towards Studio five and gently pushed the glass door of the studio; he was welcomed by some of the staffs and crews that he had worked with during the filming of Hyena. He bowed to them as a sign of respect mostly to those who he knew was older than him, then he saw Jang Tae Yoo the director of Hyena, standing next to a tall woman with short hair who's back was facing him.

Obviously, it was her. His sunbae. Kim Hye Soo. The director looked at his direction with a smile on his face. Ji Hoon could read his mouth saying, "Ju Ji Hoon is here." to her. She turned to him, she was wearing a simple white blouse paired with a tattered pair of jeans and a white coat draping over her shoulder, it was simple yet stunning. Well, Hye Soo has always been stunning even in those simple clothes, the corner of her lips curved into a little smile as if nothing happened between them.

Damn, she really is a good actress... He said at the back of his mind. Ji Hoon waved his hand to them, he walked towards them bowing to his leading lady and the director. He felt awkward, not knowing how he should act around her.

"We're glad that you're here already. Maybe we could start in an hour?" Asked Jang Tae Yoo looking up to Ji Hoon. Both leads nodded to him. "Good, we'll go get the lights fixed. Have some snacks first." He said patting Ji Hoon's arm before he left them alone.

Silence surrounded them. He sighed before removing his mask, folding it and sliding it into the back-pocket of his jeans.

I miss you.

I need you.

I love you.

There was a lot of thing that he wanted to ask, and he wanted to say to her but "Hey..." Was all that came out of his mouth.

"Hi." She responded, still with that minimal smile on her lips. She handed him a cookie in pink packaging, which he took instantly like a kid who was given a candy.

She stared at him intently, examining his face. His lips were pale and dry. "Take your sunglasses off, it's a bit disrespectful to greet the director with those on." She said using the director as an excuse to see his face better.

Ji Hoon, without any second thought, took off his sunglasses revealing the dark circles under his unique mismatched eyes, he looked exhausted as if he hadn't slept for weeks. Hye Soo sighed rolling her eyes, she knew it.

"Meet me in the restroom at the end of the hallway going to Studio six and don't forget to put back those sunglasses on." She said before making her way out of Studio five.

• • •

He opened the door of the all-gender restroom then he saw her leaning with her hips on the tiled sink waiting for him. He locked the door before walking towards her, he wasn't sure what she wanted from him but here he was, obviously he couldn't resist her. She stood up properly when she saw him walking towards her, motioning him to switch places with her. Now he was the one who’s leaning on the sink.

"What do you want?" he asked as serious as he could.

"Close your eyes." She stated, ignoring his question. Hye Soo thought he wouldn't do as she said but he did, but as the usual he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He kept on blabbering about how she said the other week that they shouldn't see each other anymore but here they were, in the public restroom, alone. That he called her every day, but she didn't answer any of them and how her security dragged him out of her village. He did all that as she got the wet wipes from her bag, she leaned closer to him and gently cleaned his face, removing the unwanted dirt from his flawless face.

She could spend her whole day just staring at him, memorizing every inch of his face taking note of the small details like the mole on his left cheek that you could barely see if you aren't this close to him and the pointed nose that she compared with the Himalayas, which he found funny.

Hye Soo pulled the primer and the concealer from her make-up pouch. Lucky enough, she still has the concealer that he left on her bathroom the last time he spent the night there which matched his skin tone. She applied a bit primer on his skin and some concealer underneath his eyes. She took her time as she did his make-up, they still have an hour and she wanted this to last, she wouldn't tell anyone, but she missed this dork, she missed him.

"Will you please shut your mouth for a moment Hoon-ssi?" She asked, applying a thin layer of powder on his skin.

"My eyes are closed already, and now you also want me to close my mouth. I don't even understand why you're doing this. You aren't even answering any of my question?!"

"Keep your tone down, will you?" She asked before putting the final touch, a lipstick. From his cheek, her eyes travelled down to his thin lips, it was dry, but she still found them kissable. She gulped.

Don't do it. Don't. Her conscience kept on telling her, but she did it anyway, she kissed him. What she did left him silent, her lips moving against his. It took him a minute or two before he returned her kisses. His hand on her hips pulling her closer to him. The kiss was soft and slow.

“Does that answer all your questions?” She whispered against his mouth before pulling away to catch a breath. "I did that to push you away. Because I wanted to protect you." She placed a hand on his chest. "Let's talk about this later, okay? For now, let's get you ready for the commentary."

He only nodded letting her finish his make-up. After him she fixed herself next, wiping down the smudged lipstick on the corner of her mouth before putting another layer of the same lipstick she used for Ji Hoon's lips.

• • •

After the commentary they drove straight to the Director's house to celebrate the success of Hyena. The whole Team H was there, together with the supporting characters of Hyena, Gyeong Hwa even prepared a cake with the candles saying 'Hyena'. It was fun to be with them again and have a nice dinner while catching up. The celebration ended around ten in the evening, and everyone had gone on their separate ways, but it was different for Ji Hoon and Hye Soo, they still needed to talk.

Ji Hoon parked his car a few blocks away from her house the way he did before. She looked at him and she knew he felt anxious about how their conversation would end up, she could see it on his movements that's why she held his right hand and intertwined it with hers.

"Hey, we'll see each other again, okay?"

"Are you sure---"

"I'm not." She looked straight into his eyes "I'm not sure about what I'm doing and what will be the consequences, but there's one thing that I'm sure of..." She paused, gripping on his hand tighter before saying "And that’s you. I'm sure about you, I'm sure that I want to be with you." She smiled reassuring him that she wouldn't let him go, not anymore.

- END -

Bonus Content!!

On December twenty-fifth Kim Hye Soo posted photo on Instagram with a silhouette of a man, with a very intriguing caption. Some fans guessed it was Ju Ji Hoon. Then the next day both their agencies confirmed that they were dating.

Note: This photo collage is edited, and none of these are true. Thank you for reading!!

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