Shape of You
So this is my first fanfiction, I hope you guys like it! Please do leave some feedback, I’d love to know how I did and how I can improve. It’s also sort of based on Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You. Thank you :)
Pairing: Sehun x Reader x Jimin
Word Count: 4k+
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Warning: Implied Smut
I’m in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I’m in love with your body
You knew from the moment you set your hazel and curious eyes on him, that he was the one. No, you didn’t believe in love at first sight, not at all. But this was different. You felt it, you know you did. And so did he.
It all started when you found out your boyfriend of two years cheated on you. You found out in the worst way possible, coming home to hear the loud and pleasure-filled screams of a woman. When you saw it, you felt all the emotions hit you one at a time, coursing through your nerves and your entire body. How could he? You loved Sehun. Didn’t he love you too? Apparently not enough.
Crying was something you absolutely hated but you could not stop the tears from flowing down your red cheeks. “Y/N….”, he said, looking flustered and terrified at the same time. The woman in your bed didn’t even bother covering her body which was painted with purple and blue colors your boyfriend left on her. She instead, looked you up and down with a smirk on her face. She was probably thinking about how mediocre you looked compared to her. “Get the fuck out,” you muttered, your voice laced with venom.
You were surprised at your voice. Despite shedding tears, your voice was stable. “Y/N, I can explain!” he shouted with his voice shaking slightly, looking up at you with eyes filled with guilt. What the fuck? “Explain what? What is there to explain? You’re in bed with another woman, Sehun, you were cheating on me for god knows how fucking long, and I’m not having any of it. GET OUT.” That felt good, to shout it out, to release your anger.
He stood up, finally finding the right words to say to you. “Well you know what? I’ll explain, then. I got tired of you when you kept staying at work most of the time, coming back late almost every night! You even go to work on weekends and who knows that YOU might be cheating on me, especially with that colleague of yours, Taehyung which you always seem to hang around with? I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed someone to talk to.. and then I met Hyuna.” Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Hyuna quickly putting her clothes on, leaving quietly and honestly, you were glad she decided to fuck off.
“Well okay, then,” you said quietly. You heard the front door close. “What?” What do you mean by ‘okay’?” “I said okay,” you said, louder. You didn’t want to hear anything from him, you just wanted him out of your house, right now. “I’m sorry that me being busy was our downfall. I’m sorry that I was not good enough, for you. But I want you to leave. I never want to see your face appear anywhere near me, ever again. I want all of your things out by tomorrow, please.” He looked down, thinking of this mess he got himself into and got up. He pulled his clothes on slowly, and you walked to the front door.
You heard his footsteps come closer and you glanced at him, not wanting to meet his eyes. “So this is good bye, then?” he asked softly, trying his best to get you to look at him. “Yes.” You looked up at him then, seeing his face filled with hurt and regret. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” Then he was out of the door, and out of your apartment, never once looking back at you and you were glad that he didn’t.
You cleaned your bedroom, ridding of the sheets which reeked of filthy, guilty sex. In fact, you were going to burn it, or throw it in acid, whatever. You took a warm shower, turning the heater up to its maximum setting. The hot water didn’t hurt you at all, surprisingly. It was so hot, that it felt cold, and you liked it. Your tears were washed away, and all of the pain. You were surprised that you didn’t feel as hurt as you thought you would, but you were okay. Sure, it hurt like a motherfucker, but you felt things decline in your relationship anyway.
That was why you kept yourself away at work, and no, not to meet your handsome colleague, but to get away from your relationship with Sehun. You felt everything go awry when you smelled the perfume of another woman the night he came back home late. He thought you were asleep, but you weren’t. He got tired of me because I was working all the time? What a fucking liar. Maybe that’s why you didn’t feel a crazy amount of hurt, betrayal and sadness. You always told yourself that relationships never work out, they never do. One will get bored, one will cheat, and then that’s it. You’ve always had the mentality to never fall completely for someone, ever. You can never give your entire self to a person, you can never lose yourself when it comes to love.
But this was different. You’ve never been cheated on before, so this felt different. Sure, you were sad, but you were feeling insecure as fuck. You felt unattractive. That was probably why Sehun cheated, right? He thought you were boring. You’ve had enough of basking in your depressing and shitty thoughts, so you decided to call your main hoe, your best friend, Seulgi and spill everything to her.
“He WHAT?!” She screamed into your ear. “Hold on, don’t do anything stupid, I’m coming over.” “I’m not going to do anything stupid!” you protested but it was too late, the line went dead. That was what you loved about Seulgi, she was always there for you, and you were always there. No one could describe your friendship as it was unique and something you’d forever cherish. You loved her more than Sehun, she wouldn’t ever hurt you intentionally like he did, like other people do.
She arrived 10 minutes later at your door holding a plastic bag full of beer and your favorite chocolate ice cream. You fucking love this girl. “Beer and ice cream, really?” You took the plastic bag from her, setting it down on the kitchen counter and taking the contents out. “What? Isn’t it the way to live the post-break up life?” She looked at you curiously, heading to the kitchen to find bowls and spoons for the ice cream. “I don’t feel anything, Seulgi. I feel numb. Is this normal? It’s as if I saw this coming and I know it’s my fault.” You both started stuffing your faces with ice cream. Ah, what a lovely Friday night.
“Y/N,” she sighed. “You can’t blame yourself for something that was shared between two people, you just can’t. A relationship works when it’s supposed to. Sometimes, it just doesn’t. Don’t blame yourself. Sehun’s just a fucking bastard who doesn’t know what he has or rather, what he had.” She smiled to herself. “He wasn’t that attractive anyway, Y/N, you can do so much better.” “I know, Seulgi, I know. It hurts to know that I was boring to him…towards the end of our relationship, you know? I just feel so unattractive.. like him. The bitch didn’t help either, she had the perfect tits, perfect fake nose.” You grimaced at the thought of her naked and in your own bed.
She suddenly sat up and grabbed your cheeks. “You, unattractive, boring? Do you want me to slap you? That’s it, we’re getting out of here. In fact, that was my plan all along.” She pulled you up and you lost your balance and fell. “Seulgi, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” “I’m taking you out, that’s what the fuck I’m doing. You’re not staying in this shithole, at least not tonight. You’re saying that you don’t feel shit but I know you feel tons of it. So, we’re going out.” You looked down at yourself, studying your clothes, thinking of how shabby and messy you looked. “Can you at least let me get ready first? Then I’ll follow, I’ll go wherever the fuck you want me to go, I promise” you smile at her, making a pinky promise with her. Hey, adults can make pinky promises too. “Okay, just hurry up!” she barks, throwing herself back down on the sofa.
You quickly ran to your room, throwing all the clothes you were wearing onto the bed and started going through your closet. You ended up wearing a black leather skirt which stopped slightly above your knees along with thigh high stockings, pairing it with your favorite purple turtleneck. You brushed your hair quickly and put on some purple lipstick and mascara. You weren’t the type to put too much on your face, so you gave yourself one last look in the mirror and went out to meet Seulgi. She looked you up and down with that signature smirk on her face. “A few minutes ago you told me you felt unattractive but here you are, looking like a fucking goddess, you idiot. Let’s go!” She linked her fingers through yours and pulled you out into the night
She was right, you did feel attractive, you were just being dumb. Who the fuck cares if Sehun doesn’t find you attractive or good enough for him? Your thoughts and your opinion of yourself matter way more than his do. It’s his loss anyway and you know what, you’re happy. Happy that he’s out of your life, happy with your independent and beautiful self.
Minutes later, Seulgi pulled up to a parking lot next to one of the craziest and hottest clubs in town. Of course, where else would she bring you? Well, there’s nothing wrong with a club, it’s the perfect place for you to bust all of your dance moves and have one night stands with people who won’t matter to you the next day. Seulgi grinned at you. “You ready, Y/N? All drinks are on me, unless of course you meet someone who’s willing to buy drinks for you.” You scoffed at her. “What makes you think you’ll need to buy drinks for me?” A large grin painted her face and she hugged you. “I love you! Now let’s have some fun!”
You both walked into the club, hand in hand and walked to the dance floor. You weren’t drunk, but you felt like you were and danced like nobody’s business. You swayed your hips to the music, twirling around on the dance floor, even dancing with random men. They grabbed onto you, wanting more than just your dancing but you weren’t giving it to them. Of course it was the place to meet guys and have one night stands but honestly, you just felt like dancing the night away. You saw Seulgi in the distance, dancing with a guy who of course wanted nothing more than to get into her pants.
You chuckled to yourself and walked over to the bar. You ordered a vodka and felt Seulgi sit on the seat next to you and stared at you. “Y/N, why are you here all alone not letting anyone buy you a drink?” You sigh. “I just don’t want to meet any guys, Seulgi. They’re all the same and I feel sick of them. I just want to drink and dance in peace.” You sip your vodka and Seulgi continues to stare at you. “Okay then, Y/N, but just try to have some fun, okay?” She gets up, walking back to the dance floor to continue dancing with the previous guy.
Right when she left, your depressing thoughts came back, thinking about your previous relationship. Sure it didn’t work out, but did it mean anything at all? What was the point of it if everything was going to be ruined in the end? To teach you a lesson? To put you through unnecessary pain? Why? Why did you have to meet Sehun and fall in love with him, spend years together, do things together, share things together only to have it all come to an end? You’re tired of this shit. It’s unnecessary, it’s stupid. You’ll live your entire life single, with 100 cats. That wouldn’t be too bad, right?
That was when you saw him. You sucked in your breath, feeling your heartbeat accelerate. Dear lord, he was beautiful. He was dancing on the dance floor, and not like how everyone else was dancing, like a bunch of deers. His movements were like water, so beautifully smooth and fluid-like, so gracefully. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, they were glued to him, to his body, to the way he moved. There was something about him that made you feel so strangely on the inside but you loved it. What is it that you’re feeling?
Then he looked in your direction, and your eyes met. Everything was in slow motion after that. You couldn’t believe this was happening, how could a person make you feel this way, so intensely in a matter of seconds? He then walked towards you and it took you a while to process what was happening. This beautiful man was walking towards you. You. He was then right in front of you, and you saw his face more clearly.
His hair was blonde with his black roots showing through, messy, and drenched with sweat, but you didn’t care. His face was angelic, perfectly smooth without any traces of blemishes, in fact the most beautiful face you had ever laid your eyes upon. Your eyes scanned his face, adoring the beautiful, rich, chocolate color of his eyes which made you swoon. His lips were the pinkest lips you have ever seen, plump, luscious and all you wanted to do was to taste them. You noticed that he too, was scanning your face just like you were doing to him.
“Hello there,” he said softly, those two words enough to give your whole body goosebumps. His voice was beautiful too, sweet and soothing just like honey, and you loved honey. “Hi,” you squeaked. You were never before unable to speak in front of a man, but this time it was different. “I noticed you watching me dance, and I thought I’d ask you to join me. I saw you dancing earlier on just now and thought you were pretty good at it.” Is this for real? You exhaled slowly. This beautiful man is asking me to dance with him? He thinks I’m good at dancing? Oh fuck being stubborn. You’re not going to reject him.
“Well okay then, I’d love to,” you say, and he offers his hand to you. You place your hand in his, and you feel it. You feel the electric shock that is so intense you feel everything snap together, your broken heart piece itself back together, your depressing thoughts leave your mind.
He leads you to the dance floor and then he’s dancing with you, sensually and beautifully and you love it. You don’t mind him holding onto your hips, you don’t mind him touching you. “You looked like you weren’t here physically just now, you know? If you don’t mind me asking, what were you thinking about?” You suddenly stiffen, recalling the thoughts which were playing through your mind just moments ago. Hold on a minute, I don’t even know his name! “What’s your name?” You blurted out. He looked slightly taken aback, but chuckled lightly. The sound of his chuckle alone was enough to send shivers down your spine.
“I’m Jimin. And you are?” Jimin. His name is beautiful too. “My name is Y/N,” you smile, blushing slightly.
You both then talk about your lives, your jobs, the things you liked to do, the things you hated to do. You talked about your hopes and dreams, our deepest and darkest fears. Despite Jimin being a complete stranger, you didn’t feel like he was one. You felt comfortable with him, you felt.. happy.
What you didn’t know though, was what he felt when he saw your tainted cheeks. What you didn’t know though, was what he felt when he touched your hand. What you didn’t know as well, though, was what he felt when he first laid his eyes on yours. On you.
At that moment, Shape of You by Ed Sheeran starts playing.
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don’t mind me
Say, boy, let’s not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
“I was thinking about my life. I just found out that my now ex-boyfriend was cheating on me for god knows how long because he thought I became boring. The spark wasn’t there anymore, and all that shit.” He looks into your eyes, his irises laced with sympathy, but you didn’t want that. “Y/N, I know it sucks, in fact, the exact same shit happened to me a while ago. She wasn’t worth it, so I decided I’d come here every night just to dance the pain away.” You then felt some sympathy for him, but you figured that he, too, didn’t want it.
“Jimin, I don’t feel anything at all. In fact, I don’t even feel sad. I feel strangely.. free. Like Dobby the house-elf.” He chuckled at that. “I mean, yeah I was feeling like shit, but.. if it’s not meant to be, then why ponder about it?” You noticed that he tightened his grip on your hips and he opened his mouth to say something, but you decided to change the topic. “Where did you learn to dance so well?”
“Let’s save that for another time, shall we? There’s something that I’ve been wanting to do ever since I laid my eyes on you, Y/N,” he said quietly, now looking slightly nervous. Your heart started beating faster. “Oh? And what was that?” He then leaned towards you, and you could smell his musky cologne which you instantly loved. What is he trying to do? Your heart’s beating faster and faster. He places his hand on the back of your neck, underneath my hair. Your throat goes dry, and suddenly, his lips meets yours. You thought your heart was going to jump out of your throat. Oh god, you’ve never felt anything like this before. It felt like an out-of-body experience.
You then lean into the kiss, placing your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers through his beautiful blonde locks. All your negative thoughts are gone your mind is focused entirely on Jimin and you don’t even wonder where Seulgi is as you start kissing him slowly but with more passion, your tongue lightly grazing his lips. You heard him moan softly, and oh god that was a sound you’d love to hear over and over again. He pulled your body closer to his and it ignited something inside of you. His tongue danced into your mouth and your tongues dance around together in a frenzy, tasting each other. After what felt like hours, you finally pull away and look at him, brain going fuzzy, eyes glazing over. His lips were swollen, and yours were tingling, containing the urge to connect your mouth to his again.
He’s smiling at you, the warmest smile you have ever received from someone, making your insides feel warm and fuzzy, and you smile back at him. Despite what happened moments ago, he still manages to make you feel all warm inside. “Jimin…,” you sigh, placing your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them. His hands are caressing your back and he places his head on your shoulder. “Y/N, that was…” he whispers. “Let me take you home, I’ll take care of you.”
Without hesitating, you grab onto his hand, letting him take you to his home. The night was beautiful, the air was cool and it felt like spring. As soon as you got to his house, your lips were back onto each other’s, peeling each other’s clothes off layer by layer, leaving a scattered trail on the floor and before you knew it, you were both naked on his bed.
He had the body of a god, beautifully sculpted, defined abs and muscular thighs you couldn’t take your eyes off. Heck, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He felt the same way about you, staring at you in awe when all of your clothes were off. You were quick to cover yourself but he moved your hands away, pinning them above your head. “You’re beautiful, Y/N, so beautiful,” he whispers, brushing his thumb against your cheek before leaning in and kissing you again. This time you don’t hold back, letting your instincts take over as you climb over him, straddling him and loving the feeling of his body beneath yours. You’re tracing his abs, his chest, and touching his thighs. He’s flexing them for you and it turns you on even more to see his muscles bulge out.
You both kiss each other with such passion, hands feeling each other’s bodies, the room full of the sounds of your moans. “I need you, Jimin,” you whined, and he flips you over with you now being under him. He leaves purple marks all over your neck, your chest, your breasts, marking you as his. He treats you carefully, making sure he doesn’t hurt you, making sure that the only thing you’re feeling is pleasure. It’s all so sensual that your brain can’t even comprehend any of this. You’ve had one night stands before but this feels like it’s so much more, it feels like this was meant to be.
He caresses your body, making you feel things no one else ever could. He slides into you and you keep your legs around his waist while your hands claw his back. You both make love to each other then and there, enjoying being in each other’s presence, enjoying the feel of your bodies touching each other, enjoying the feel of it.The way he moved against you was so sensual, so erotic. You’re in love with his body. He had a way of moving, hitting you in the right places, at the right angles, making you moan so loudly and even screaming his name.
You are so lucky, so lucky to even be with Jimin, this god-like human. The pleasure muddles your thoughts, the thought of making love with this man makes you euphoric. Your chests press against each other, your hearts opening up to each other to become one. After you both finally tumble over the edge, your highs both washing over the both of you intensely, you collapse against each other, breathing heavily and he’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
“That was amazing, Y/N,” Jimin sighed, giving you a quick kiss on top of your head, bringing your body close to his before getting up and walking to his bathroom. He returned moments later with a damp towel to clean your body. He tosses the towel away and then joins you back on the bed.
“Jimin…,” you whisper, snuggling into his chest, feeling the drowsiness take over. He’s caressing your hair, your back, and keeping you close to him. You hear him whisper a “good night” to you before you both fall asleep in each other’s arms.
You wake up the next morning finding a beautiful face next to yours, and you smile brightly reaching over to trace his face features. You trace his eyes, his eyelashes, his nose, his lips. He’s so beautifully ethereal. He moves a bit next to you, and then his eyes are open and the first thing he does is smile.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he says, giving you a quick peck on your lips. You close your eyes, thinking of everything that happened yesterday… “Y/N?” Jimin nudges you. “Mmm?” He holds you flush against his body. “There’s something I’d like to say..” You open your eyes and smile at him. “What is it, Jimin?” He blushes, a beautiful pink tinting his adorable cheeks.
You’re only starting to see how adorable this man is. Last night, he was incredibly sexy, making you feel things no one else ever did or ever could… and here he is, looking so sweetly at you. “I don’t know how you’re going to feel when I tell you this but.. I felt something last night, something I’ve never felt with anyone else before, ever.” Your heart warms up at his confession. You kiss him softly. “Jimin, I felt it too. I… I know it’s not normal, I know it sounds silly to other people, but, I did.”
He then smiles at you, his smile becoming wider and wider. He kisses you for a while, making butterflies flutter in your stomach. “We barely know each other, so let’s get to know each other, yeah?” You grin at him. “I’ll take care of you, we’re going to take care of each other, and we’re going to stay with each other. You uwere handmade for somebody like me, Y/N.”
“I think you were, too, Jimin.”