A/N- Hey! Today we hit over 100 followers, like this is amazing!! A month ago we had six, so thank you so much to everyone that followed us. It means a great deal to us!
Also, thank to everyone following the series and for your kind words. I’m sorry I left off so abruptly, but I felt it could use some tension. I hope you all like this part and that I don’t disappoint anyone.
This scenario contains mature and sexual themes. You have been warned!
Your heart clenches. Was that Jimin, is he dead. You just got into a happy little bubble, who is already breaking it? There is a few moments of silence, you get up and put on a pair of Jimin’s shorts and a top. You press your ear against the door to see if you can hear anything. You hear a car’s engine rave up.
“Baby.” It’s Jimin, your heart drops. He’s still alive. You swing open the door and run to him. He’s on the floor, there’s blood coming from his arm. “Baby, don’t panic. He had really bad aim, he only grazed my arm.”
“Jimin, that doesn’t make it better. Someone tried to kill you!” You wrap your arms around him, your shaking you thought you had lost, just when you got him back. Tears start to stream down your face.
“Baby girl, don’t cry. I’m not going anywhere, we still have to have a baby and get married.” Did Park fucking Jimin just say that he’s going to marry you in the future. Holy mother of Fuck, you, Jimin, a baby and married. Wouldn’t that be heaven. Yeah, but let’s not forget that someone did just try to kill him. “I think we should move to a safer place?” He chuckles.
“Are you really laughing right now.” You look up at his face, he swipes his thumb over your cheeks to wipe away the tears. He pecks your lips.
“I am. Now, could you go get my phone and ring Jin. Oh and put a bra on, I can see your nipples through that shirt. I’m the only one that gets to see them.” He winks. This boy is injured and still he doesn’t stop.
Jin stitches up the wound. Jin doesn’t just cook, he went to medical school and worked with the red cross all over the world. But he doesn’t like hospitals, so he patches up the people that can’t go to the hospital. Due to their illegal doings.
“Who shot you anyway?” Namjoon asked.
“I don’t know, he had a mask on. He couldn’t shoot for shit tho.” Jimin chuckled.
“I’ll do some digging and see. But maybe you should leave for a bit, till we know who’s got it out for you.” Yoongi suggests.
“I will. Thanks guys, I’ll let you know where I’m stay.”
Jimin had sent you home to get clothes and a few essentials. You packed a bag as quick as you possible could. You left a note for your parents, saying you were staying in a friends for a couple of days. You didn’t want to have to deal with telling them you are moving in with Jimin.
When you got back to his apartment the Jin, Yonngi and Namjoon were leaving. They clothes the door behind you.
“You’re back quick.” Jimin walks over to you, putting his arms around your waist. “Baby, I’m going to have to leave for a wee while, til all this shit gets sorted. I was wondering if you’ll come with me. We can go to Busan and stay in a little B&B. What do you think?” This boy is adorable. He smiles down at you, you can’t help but grin back.
“I would love to go with you.” You wrap your arms around him and kiss him. “When do have to leave?” You ask, kissing you his jaw line.
“Now!” He pulls away from you, he grabs your bag and his in one hand and your hand in his other. You leave his apartment.
It feels like you have been driving for hours and hours. Jimin suddenly stops the car. He turns to you.
“We’re here!” You look out the window to see a little cottage beside the beach. There’s no one around, it’s the only house for miles. It’s beautiful, the garden lined with different colours of exotic flowers.
“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go in.” Jimin gets out of the car and takes your bags from the booth. He opens your door.
“Jimin is this yours?” You smile at him.
“It was my grandmother and grandfathers, this is the house they lived in when they first got married. They gave it to me, so I could take the girl I am going to marry here.” Did your heart stop beating? Breath…. or die, cause holy fuck. Who knew fuck boy of all fuck boys was so squashy.
“Jimin.” You poke his cheek.
“Come on.” He rolls his eyes and walks to the door. He opens it and let’s you in. You walk through the house. It’s beautifully decorated and so cosy. The sea was wild outside with the winter wind. Jimin lights a fire.
“Why don’t you go wash up up stairs and I’ll get dinner ready.” You nod picking up your bag and walking upstairs.
It is amazing up stairs. It is one large room with a huge bathroom. Make a mental not to thank Jimin’s grand parents. The bed looks freshly made. You decide to have a quick shower, getting out and wrapping yourself in a fluffy white towel. You open your bag, slipping on your sexy black lacy lingerie. Good thing your brought that! You just slip into a simple t-shirt dress.
Oh the sight you see when you walk down the stairs. Jimin has the table set for two, candles, flowers, the works. Your heart is screaming.
“Ready for dinner, Baby?” Jimins back hugs you. “You smell delicious, maybe I should eat you instead of the food.” He kisses your neck. You giggle and sit down.
After dinner you and Jimin take a walk on the beach. But Jimin’s like a horny teenager, he needs you. He pushes your through the cottage and pushes you down on a soft blanket in front of the fire. He kisses you all over your face and neck.
“Jimin.” You moan. Jimin takes his shirt off an then your top. Seeing you in your lingerie, he grins.
“You look so fucking good in this, but you look better without it.” He smirks, he unclasps your bra. He fondles your breasts, pinching the nipples making you moan out. You palm him through his jeans, feeling how hard he already is.
“I really need to be in side you now!” Jimin pulls your panties down and flings them behind him. He unbuckles his pants and pulls them off, along with his boxers. He kisses you passionately before pushing into. He pushes in the while way, pulling out and slamming back into you. You moan out his name.
“Faster,” You pant, wrapping your legs around him. He grabs your hands and holds them over your head. He’s staring you right in the eye as he fucks you. He looks at you so lovingly. If you think about it Jimin has never been intimate with someone like this before. He has only ever fucked and moved on. Now he was in love, waiting a future with the girl he loves. Which is you. Jimin is living and breathing your right now. There is no one or anywhere he would rather be. You are his first love and will be his only love.
“Fuck, babygirl. You’re so tight.” Jimin starts hitting that special spot and you don’t think you can hold on much longer. You cum, tightening around him. You are screaming, your orgasm is that intense. “Your so beautiful like this.” Jimin comments. You feel his member twitch inside you, his orgasm spilling into you. He rides out both your highs, kissing you chastely.
“Wow.” You murmur against his lips.
“Wow, indeed.” Jimin pulls out of you, wrapping you in his arms. You both lay in front of the fire in a peaceful bliss. “I love you.” He whispers into your hair.
“I love you, too.” You turn in his arms and look at him, he’s grinning.
“Wait here.” He gets up, running up the stairs. A few minutes later he rushes back down them with his hands behind his back. By this time you have redressed yourself, Jimin’s grand parents do have the keys.
“What are you up to?” You giggle at him, in his fresh boxers. You were glad he didn’t get dressed, getting to see that beautiful body he has.
“I want to ask you something.” He states.
“Okay go ahead.” Jimin gets down on one knee beside you, a black velvet box in his hands. He opens it. It’s the most beautiful ring you have ever seen. You gasp, putting your hands over your mouth. “Jimin.” You murmur.
“Look, what happened today scared me. What if that twat could actually aim. I’d be dead, but i’d be dead and won’t have had the chance to marry you. I don’t want to happen. I want to marry you, I want you to be my wife, I want you to have my babies. I want you to give out to me, saying I should take out the bins. I want it to be me and you. I honestly don’t care that it’s too soon. I said I was never leaving you and we are already moving in together. Just be mine. I’m going to do everything I can to make you happy. I love you.”
HOLY SHIT JIMIN JUST PURPOSED TO YOU. HOLY SMOKES. “Oh my god, Jimin.” Tears are running down your cheeks. You wrap your arms around his neck and jump on him. Toppling the both of you on the floor. “I don’t need you to do anything to make me happy, I just need to be with you.” You look at him, kissing the top of his nose.
“So is that a yes?” He smirks.
“Yes, you beautiful idiot.” You roll on top of him, kissing all over his face.
“I love you, Y/N.”
A/N- So this is a lot nicer and sweeter than part 4. I thought you all could do with some fluff. I hope you all like this and that I didn’t disappoint anyone! If you all want a part 6 message me x
Thank you all for reading! Also I didn’t edit this yet, so sorry for mistakes.
1) Sieg and Elie. I just love this type of relationships. Demiromantic? Less than romance, more than friendship. And tragic as hell.
2) Musica and Nagisa. He saved her life twice in the same day. But the truth is that Nagisa saved Musica - from himself. She became a new Reina-type person for him and this time he was able to save her. Their friendship (???) saved them. And these relationships are also precious to me.
3) Shiba and Resha. Oh. This is my absolute, ultimate OTP. Love that surpassed the time - what else can be more powerful and beautiful? For me - nothing.
my sisters watching an episode of law n order special victims unit about someone w did and it’s so bad
shit they’ve said/done so far
>“the host personality is often unaware of the alters and their actions” (not true in any system i’ve ever met)
>“it’s overdiagnosed but in genuine cases i’ve seen it’s from prolonged sexual abuse during childhood” (not necessarily sexual abuse but it is a result of trauma during childhood. also it’s not overdiagnosed it’s actually Very Common)
>“call me if you change one of your minds”
>“formerly called multiple personality disorder” (mpd was an umbrella term and while did is ONE of the disorders under the umbrella it’s not the only one)
>calling the system “crock,” “fruit loop”
>hypnotism (as someone who’s been through it before it Doesn’t Work)
>the system killed a baby apparently
>the alters don’t recognize their own body iaifjajsjdkaj
>“i think shes on the road to recovery” meaning. reintegration. :/
>ok the system killed 2 more people and has a knife now Wonderful
>they’re talking in that ~cheerful creepy voice~
>“they’re all the same person so i don’t care how many names she goes by i’m putting her body in jail”
>“in my professional opinion she’s not competent enough [to stand trial]”