Heartbeat || •PJM• ✔️

Spring

A/N: Sorry it's been a hot minute but I only have like two chapters done in advance rn so I'm trying to catch up.

~Three Months Later~

"That's it, good girl..."

The locker room. It's always the locker room anymore. Jimin cums inside you, not caring about how loud he's being as you pant, clutching the sides of the bench. "Ah... baby..." he moans, riding his orgasm out. You came a good thirty seconds ago, so you're still shivering as he overstimulates the fuck out of you.

He pulls out when he's done, breathing as heavily as you. "You okay?" he asks. Once a week the two of you meet in the locker room an hour after his basketball game to do, well, this. Sometimes it's on the bench, other times it's in the shower. Either way, it's always really, really good. Ever since he fully recovered from his leg injury, he decided to be rougher and start railing you more. Amazing. Absolutely amazing.

It's the middle of April now, and three days ago was you and Jimin's seven month anniversary, everything still going smoothly. You've had a couple fights, but nothing major. The last one was over you eating food he had saved for himself. You ended up apologizing and taking him out to dinner on you to make up for it. How to win your man's heart back: buy him food. Easy solution.

There was also that time that Jimin didn't call or text you for a full day and you got pissed thinking he was ignoring you. He was, but it was only to surprise you the next day with a basket full of all your favorite things. Safe to say that wasn't even a fight, just you breaking down crying over how sweet of a boyfriend you have(but you still ended up scolding him for not answering and worrying you all day).

You give him a small smile, "I'm okay. You?" "More than okay. Here we are, fucking in the locker room as always my love." You giggle, standing as he gathers your clothes. "Here babe, don't want you running around naked. That body is only for me to see." "And Jin. He's the guy best friend he has to get comfortable with it if he's gonna walk in on us fucking all the time." "Yah! Y/N L/N!" he hisses, making you laugh.

Regardless of his cute angry face you put your clothes back on, him doing the same. He slides his sweatpants up as you throw on your shirt and shorts, sighing. "You know... round two is my favorite round..." you remark, giving him a flirty look. His tongue shoots out to wet his lips, him dropping his shirt.

"Well, we still have a while, no one's here," he murmurs before approaching you again. You giggle, but you're quickly cut off by his lips being placed on yours. You kiss him back as aggressively as possible, his hands going for your shirt. However, of course, you get interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

Jimin pulls, back, panic in his eyes. It's sounds like the back door opened. Luckily you guys are in the front. Since it's night, the lights are all out, the only real light being the flashlights you and Jimin use on your phones. It 'sets the mood' as he said. Regardless that's not what's important. There's someone in the locker room!

Jimin grabs your phones, turning them off and throwing them in his pockets before taking your hand. "Hide," he mutters, pulling you to the back of the room. There's a small click heard, presumably that of a flashlight. "Security?" you whisper-ask, Jimin nodding as you duck behind the lockers.

The footsteps echo down the hall, you gulping as Jimin keeps you close. It's a gigantic locker room (has to be, there's a big ass men's basketball team), so you have some room and hiding space, but you need to hide and make sure the flashlight whoever's here is holding doesn't reach you.

Jimin slips his hand into yours, peeking out from the lockers to see the hall. After a few seconds, he suddenly moves back, whistling coming into your earshot. There's more footsteps, sounding like they're only a few feet away. You squeeze your eyes shut, Jimin hugging you as best he can. "What the hell?" a male voice mutters.