Jimin x Reader
Plot: He won’t stop until you learn your lesson. // Dom!Jimin.
Warnings: Sexual content, M18 - It’s basically just porn
Words count: ~2000 words
I’ve tried my best to edit, but if it happens that you’ve found any mistakes I apologize~
Jimin’s jaw was clenching, the little bone popped out below his cheek for a second as he stood there and threw a glare at you. His phone was still gripped tight between his tensed fingers and it looked like he could easily crumble the device. Your scared nerves jerked up when he tossed that behind, let it thump on your black leather couch.
“Why did you do that?”, he grunted in his heated breath. You found yourself trembling, for you had never seen him like this before.
You knew that it wasn’t your fault but the guilt still built up to your neck. If you had known that you were filmed while being drunken asleep, on your sober work buddy’s shoulder, then you wouldn’t have drunk at all. If you knew he would be as nasty as massaging your breasts, while your brain was numb and you thought you had dreamt, you wouldn’t even have been sitting there and begged for more. The party last night with your work friends was a disaster that only humiliated you for being the most lustful person in the office and you already sensed being teased for your whining nature. Now you’d made your boyfriend pissed. You had no idea how to apologize to him.
“Jimin, I didn’t do anything,” you tried to reason. “I was drunk.”
He seemed not to be moved by your argument, the way his sulky expression, his dropped lids, still were freezing like a picture. He looked like thinking about something when his eyebrows pulled to clench. You were about to take a breath and please for an apology, but he suddenly busted out his uproarious sigh and marched away from you - direction upstairs. You felt your heart being torn with each of his steps.