I LOVE PARK JIMIN

♡ Jimin is a long-term relationship kind of person, he's very adamant about working through all of your problems, changing and improving himself to make sure he is your absolute dream person and perfect partner. In his eyes, there is nothing that you can’t work through together.

♡ Lots of hugs from behind!!! He loves wrapping his arms around you, and sometimes when he's extra clingy, he'll backpack onto you, resting his whole head and body on your back, just smiling into your shirt because he loves holding you like a teddy bear so much

♡ Jimin is a reformed crashout, but 100% he still does in secrecy. Taehyung or Jungkook will do something really irritating in public, and you’ll SEE him fight to hold it together and remain calm and let the night continue smoothly, but the moment you two get home, it’s all “Aiiiish, he’s actually so annoying. Aishh, I just thought about it again; he’s actually such a brat.” It’s cute seeing him get all riled up, and he loves that you’ll always listen to him rant about it. It amuses you to see him get all hot and bothered.

♡ On a similar note, your arguments can get kind of intense sometimes, but not because he ever yells at you, but just because he is fiery and passionate (read: stubborn), and he is also the most forgiving person you’ve ever met. Every argument has always ended rather quickly and been forgotten about.

♡ “Jagiyaaaa, my glasses? Have you seen my glasses?” yelled from down the hall. Like almost every single day.

♡ He is such a gentleman, your own little prince. it’s so important to him that you and he remain on a romantic level. You are each other's best friend, but he always wants you to feel like his woman. If you ever get a little too casual with him or tease him as if he were just your friend, he gets easily irritated.

♡ whatever he gets, he gets two of: one for you. Freebies at work? “Can I take one for Y/N?” Stopped by a cafe? There’s now a croissant in his bag for you too. He’s always considering you.

♡ spas together very often!!!

♡ he really loves taking pictures of you. “Look how nice these flower bushes are, will you please stand there so I can take a photo :)”

♡ If you let go of his hand jokingly, he stops dead in his tracks and blinks at you in pure comedic shock. “Babe, what do you think you’re doing? Get back here.”

♡ He’s a ritual lover!!!! Every night you two sheet-mask together; every morning you two brush your teeth together. If you skip it or either of you is too busy, his day is slightly ruined, you’re his lucky charm

♡ Did I say huge fan of hand holding

♡ His laugh is everything!!!! He thinks you’re the funniest person in the room, and he collapses to his knees at your jokes

♡ “Shoot. I can’t find my phone.” “Jimin, it’s in your pocket.”

♡ He's gifted with the art of noticing. He notices and tells you whenever you make the slightest change to your look, or you buy a new top. He always talks about how lovely the sky looks when the sunset is extra pretty. The world seemed to have gotten so much prettier since you started dating him; he's always got something positive to admire.

♡ Late-night snacks on the floor at the coffee table after a long day, while he talks about the calories don’t count because he’s eating them with you

♡ He fucking loves bringing you places in public to be photographed together. In every single photo of you two walking together, Jimin is smiling as wide as ever because you make him so happy, and he loves that the world gets to know about you.

♡ He likes makeup shopping with you!!!!!! You two go around and swatch lip products and fancy skincare together, and he always ends up getting another lip balm because he lost his old one.

♡ He's just big into shopping sprees together in general. Loves trying clothes and accessories on with you, and, of course, he doesn't even question whether you need them. If you like it, it's yours.

♡ Your parents and friends adore him. He's so kind and thoughtful, and so polite. He's a little quieter and shyer around your family, but he loves to be invited to see them anyway.

♡ Your shared apartment is really tidy. Jimin's good at keeping things clean, and one of his love languages is cleaning up after you in small ways. Your mug gets taken back to the kitchen when you're done with your drink. You'll wake up the morning after a night out to your dress already hung up.

♡ He's a gift giver 100%. Loves buying you gifts. You'll often come home to flowers; whatever you've been looking at recently will be sitting on the dining table, wrapped neatly in a bow.

♡ Jimin's laughter is often a part of your foreplay. Lots of giggling in between kisses, he likes to tickle you as he kisses your neck, his smile is enough to melt everything inside of you as he coaxes you out of your clothing.

♡ Unfortunately for him, it turns you on to get him mad. Not furious, but just bothered enough for his smile to fade and his Busan accent to come front and centre. And that's when his gentleness subsides. Suddenly, you're having your head pushed down further onto his length as you blow him, you're being handled and positioned however he wants you. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, "Stop being such a brat, baby."

♡ Jimin needs you to sit on his face. He practically won't eat you out any other way. If it starts with you lying on your back, he'll eventually get you straddled over his face. He'll lie down, pat his chest a little and stick his tongue out, open-mouthed. "Come here, don't make me wait.”

♡ He's a hair puller through and through. Manhandling you, holding you in place, it's his favourite. Bending you over the counter with his fingers tangled in your hair, holding you steady and forcing you to look back at him. He loves gripping you by the ponytail as he finishes inside of you.

♡ He's SO vocal when he has an orgasm. Eyes squeezed shut, mouth open, he can't even form words; it's just endless moans, hisses, whines, and panting. He practically sings when he finishes. (Do you remember that Run BTS episode when Hobi threw a bowl of water in his face and Jimin's reaction????? yeah)

♡ Jimin is into public sex, and he's not terribly cautious. At this point, friends of yours know that when you two are missing in action, you're probably on top of a counter somewhere or against a wall, and Jimin is fucking you missionary against something.

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It felt enormous. The constant attention and the anxiety, knowing that fans were sneakily taking photos at every opportunity, which always ended up on the silly gossip pages. And they were silly to begin with, salaciously lying about who you were and what you and Jimin were until it got under your skin. Stomach churning. 

There seemed to be a direct line of online hate funnelled your way and at first you promised him you could handle it, until you couldn’t. It didn’t take long until reality seeped in, cold and harsh, tarnishing something that was so beautiful. It wasn't labelled but it could be in time, if his life was different – if he was a different person. 

Jimin could feel you slipping away so he tried to bring you into his weird and wonderful world, to show you that it wasn’t so scary. But the more he introduced you to his friends and brought you along to his band’s concert, the further you retreated and you knew a line needed to be drawn in the sand. Before it was too late. 

Before it was too hard to let him go. 

It was callous in retrospect – a handwritten note left on his kitchen counter before slipping into a cab to the airport in the dead of the night. Cruel, truly but necessary, you lied to yourself. Jimin wanted to be surprised, he did. But everything you had written was true, he knew deep down that his life was fucking stressful, he didn't need reminding or how harsh people could be about the women even remotely associated with him and if it were anyone else, he would've slipped the letter in the rubbish bin and moved on.

But you were worth fighting for. And so here he was, on your doorstep in Hackney at 11pm on a Tuesday. It’s a wonder you answered the door but maybe there was a part of you that hoped it was him. Glassy eyed and blonde locks dishevelled from the flight.

“I got your voicemails, I know where you stand but it doesn’t change anything.”

“Why didn’t you call me back?” Jimin asked, the crease in his brow permanently furrowed in confusion.

“Because everything I needed to say was in the letter.” 

“What? This letter? I can’t read English,” He scoffed, slipping his hand into his pocket and pulling out the piece of paper he had been carrying since the day you left. Battered and torn. 

“I had to ask Namjoon to translate and all it told me was that you’re scared to let me in and fine but… if there's a little part of you that wants me –wants us, then tell me because I want this…” Jimin stepped forward, making his intentions clear.

“... I want you.” 

“It’s not that simple,” You sighed, hands instinctively reaching for him as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you both inside, “It’s not easy.” 

You wanted him more than anything.

“I know, baby,” He whispered back while you pushed the jacket he was wearing from his shoulders, “But we’re so good together… you’re so smart and funny and beautiful.” 

Jimin took a second to bathe in your beauty before bringing you into a fierce kiss, one that had you clutching his shirt even harder, dragging his pliant body towards your bedroom. He knew the way – every wall you came into contact with bringing you closer and closer to the edge of your bed, needy kisses between sharp inhales of breath. 

“I missed you so much, Ji.”

“Fuck, I’ve missed you more,” Jimin whimpered as he hovered above and nestled himself between your thighs, hands roaming every inch of skin presented to him. 

“Your English is getting really good.” You praised, fingers dancing along his rising chest. 

“You have no idea how many times I said all that into a mirror… I want to try for you.”

The need to have him was bubbling over as you took him in your hand and guided him to where you needed, eyes squeezed shut as he fell forward, trembling arms holding up his aching body, “Ugh, so tight f’me.”

You moaned in response as Jimin slowly rocked forward, grappling with the surge of pleasure rushing to your core and the relief washing from your limbs. He was your missing puzzle piece and everything else was background noise, dulled when you had him like this – whimpering and moaning sweet nothings in your ear. Silver chains tangled between you as he pressed his greedy lips to your chest, leaving small bites as a reminder of his adoration and desire. 

“You feel so good,” Jimin purred into your ear as you held him close, fingers sprawled across his perspiring back as he fucked you deep, “The weeks without you have been hell… hated waking up alone and not having you there… not being able to hear your voice… I'm down so fucking bad.” 

His soft voice was breaking as the first droplets fell to your neck, “I know how it feels to lose you…” 

Jimin’s sobs were quick to wrack his chest as you pulled him down, taking his full body weight in your embrace. He couldn't help but succumb to the emotions that had bottled up and finally spilled, every single worry dissipating as you held him close and soothed his tears with a soft hum. 

“Hey, it’s okay, baby – I’m here…” You cooed, brushing your fingers through his tousled strands and barely keeping it together. But you could feel the welling in your eyes, heartbroken for the man in your arms and the pain you had caused, no matter how much you believed you had done the right thing at the time. 

“I never wanted to walk away – I just… I didn’t know what to do because I could feel myself falling for you but what I was too stupid to realise was that I was already in love with you – I think I have been since the moment we met…” 

Jimin craned his neck, just enough to catch a glimpse of your beautiful eyes boring into his own – sincerity in every fleck. A small smile stretched across his face as he rested his forehead on yours, “I’m in love with you too. Have been since day one.” 

The smiles on your faces couldn’t have been any wider as Jimin pressed a slow, sweet kiss to your pouting lips. You couldn’t help but giggle as he nuzzled into your neck, pressing kiss after kiss on your sensitive skin.

“You loooove me,” He sang, tickling your ribs with his eager hands before flipping onto his back and pulling you on top.  

“Oh, so I’m finishing us off, am I?”

“Yeah, I’m tired,” He shrugged and clutched your hips, playfully rutting them against his own. The moan that fell from your throat betrayed your mind, body and soul and Jimin simply smirked, forever pleased with the effect he had on you. 

“If you weren’t so sexy I would leave you like this,” You teased back, rolling back and forth, edging both of you like a woman on a mission. 

“Please don’t ever leave again,” Jimin moaned, gripping tighter with every tantalising movement.

You shook your head and leaned down to press a soft kiss to his flushed cheek, “You’ve got me, honey.”