Jimin's Whore • PJM

♡ Fifty Four ♡

"I have something for you Angel." Jimin had stepped up behind you where you'd been combing your fingers through your curls at your bathroom mirror.

When you turned he had a flat green box about the size of his palm extended out to you. You hesitated looking up at him, he smiled and offered it again.

"What is this about?" You brushed a fingertip across the textured top the label looked expensive 'Portrait Report'.

"I can't give my girlfriend a gift?" Jimin kissed your cheek and you relaxed, why had you felt so nervous?

"Is there an occasion in mind?" You lifted the lid and revealed two rings.

"It just felt like the right time to give them to you. Do you like them, they're couples rings?"

You pulled the smaller ring from the cushion lining the bottom of the box. It was silver with a butterfly on top it's elegant wings tipped in gold. The larger ring, meant for him was also silver but had a cut out with the shape of a butterfly, as if your ring had sprung from his own. The perimeter of the missing shape also etched delicately with gold.

"They're beautiful," you slipped yours onto your middle finger, it fit perfectly, "they remind me of our first date."

"Exactly." He held his up and inside was engraved your initials. You pulled your own off and his tiny initials were under one of the wings.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Jimin slipped his ring on but there was that worry in his eyes again. You wrapped your arms around his waist and kissed him gently returning your own ring to your finger.

"If you don't want to go Jimin we won't, but if you're avoiding this because you think something will go wrong have a little faith."

He lifted you against his body and backed you against the sink until you sat on its ledge. You brushed his hair from his forehead gently. When Jimin kissed you desire sparked and straight ran between your thighs.

"I love you Y/N, if we argue after the party tonight, for any reason, I'm done with it. When I said if BDSM didn't work between us we'd eventually break up I was wrong. I'll choose you over it, I'll be happy with just the two of us." His voice held an edge of something, desperation?

"You know who the real problems are Jimin, and it's not going to be an issue. I love you too please tell me what's going on Jagi?" You believed him, you just didn't understand where this was coming from.

"Nothing I'm just being paranoid, let's go before we're late." Jimin kissed you again so deeply it made your chest ache when he pulled back. It just felt like something bad had descended into the evening, but you couldn't imagine why.

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Yoongi greeted you at his door when you arrived, Jimin's hand tight against your waist. Even when Yoongi pulled you into a hug he didn't remove his grip causing Yoongi to look up at him confused.

"She's perfectly safe with me Jimin-ah what's going on?" Yoongi stroked his fingers against his cheek, sweetly and you had to look away. It amplified your feelings that things weren't well if Yoongi sensed it too.

Jimin released you and then Jin was there ushering you into the room. Jimin stayed by Yoongi's side, turning toward the kitchen.

"Yoongi can talk him down, he's an expert at subduing our Jimin."

Jin kissed your cheek pulling you to sit on the couch next to him. You noticed that Tae was already sitting in Mingi's lap, and a quick glance at Kookie let you know Jimin was right. Kookie was furiously jealous, even though he was supposed to be kneeling on the floor looking down he was glaring at the two of them.