They Won!

They won!

I’m just ugly crying right now, shaking and having all of the emotions. So, honestly, congratulations to our boys and all of the winners they announce tonight. 

It’s incredible that they’ve made it this far and I can’t wait to see what records they break next.

Love our boys.

- Jessika

Hello Kids

Hello there! Just me here. 

So, I have a question for you all. 

Would any of you be opposed to fluff and angst on this blog? I would definitely still be writing smut, don’t you worry. But sometimes it gets a little tiring to be writing the same style all the time, so maybe I want to branch out a little and get my feet wet. 

If that’s something you want, let me know!

I love to hear from all of you! So either shoot me a message or reply to this post! 

New fic will be up tonight!

Love you all!

Owner - Part II

You couldn’t believe you’d said it.

 Reality was settling in very quickly. You’d taken in a hybrid boy that was no doubt younger than you. He’d told you his rough beginnings and how he was used to being taken advantage of, and here you were, taking advantage of him and his situation.

 Guilt washed over you, however Jungkook didn’t seem nearly as effected as you were.

 “How long for?”

 You thought about it.

“Maybe three months or so? Just to get my mother off my tail until her next vacation.”

 He nodded thoughtfully.

 “What does she know about your boyfriend so far?”

 “Just that he exists,” you said, placing your head on your hand.

 Jungkook nodded and leaned back against your counter, crossing his arms comfortably.

 “Makes my job a lot easier then,” he stated. “Although, if you don’t mind my asking, why do you need a pretend boyfriend in the first place. You’re not unattractive, so, what’s the deal?”

 “Your flattery is noted, but, honestly? My ex cheated on me. Got another girl knocked up and he left me to deal with his mess. Never seen the fucker look so happy,” you growled, clenching the water bottle in your hands.

 Jungkook seemed to notice your unease as he started to tense.

 “Sorry to hear that,” he said awkwardly, shuffling around, not focusing on you.

 “It’s done and over with now, not much I can do about it. He seems happier anyways,” you stated, ready to get off the topic of your ex.

 You walked over and approached him, looking at his injuries in a better light.

 “We need to clean these up, I don’t want them getting infected,” you mentioned, heading towards the bathroom. Jungkook followed you quickly, looking for an excuse to stay longer.

 You had him get on the kitchen counter and you got between his legs. You began to clean up the more minute cuts that didn’t need that much attention before going towards the larger ones. Jungkook sat quietly, only flinching a few times when you touched a bruise or swiped a cut with fresh alcohol.

 Seeing someone like this hurt you normally, but seeing someone who had a tough life to begin with being beaten up in such a manner didn’t sit well with you. You wanted to protect him, something very unlike you in the first place. You weren’t a protector; you were a coaster. Coasting through life and trying to make it mean something, or not, you didn’t really care anymore. Too many people had taken advantage of you in your life for you to care anymore.

 However, Jungkook was younger than you. It was plain as day in his eyes. And there was something to be said about the innocence and ignorance of youth.

 You finished cleaning up the rest of his injuries and started putting things away. Jungkook remained sat on the counter and silent, almost as if he was afraid to say anything else.

 “Where are you staying?”

 You asked to break the awkward silence that was almost suffocating you.

 When he didn’t respond you looked back at him and noticed he was looking down at the bandage on his hand with a distant look on his face. You approached him slowly and snapped your fingers in front of his eyes. Jungkook quickly looked up and around, almost as if he had forgotten where he was for a moment, but then he found your face and seemingly relaxed.

 “I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention, what did you say?”

 You cleared your throat, “I asked where you were staying.”

 Jungkook sighed and hopped off the counter, you were surprised how close you were in height. Your ex was shorter than you, most of them were, but Jungkook probably stood a few inches higher than yourself.

 “Currently? A bench, maybe a motel if I can scrape the money together in time to go in for a few nights or so. But generally I sleep wherever I happen to pass out. I’ll get woken up by somebody tapping me on the leg and handing me a few dollars to get myself something to eat. These good looks do get me something at least,” he smiled.

 How could someone who was homeless be smiling like that? Sleeping on a bench or some shitty motel for a week? What the fuck kind of life was that?

 “How about a deal then?”

 This seemed to pique his interest.

“What kind of deal,” he pressed, leaning forward on the counter that separated the two of you.

 “You be my fake boyfriend, don’t get into any trouble and behave around here, you can stay,” you said, placing your hand on your hip, letting him reason with the offer.

 Jungkook was silent for a few moments.

 “Do you mean that I get to live here, with you if I pretend to be your boyfriend?”

 You nodded.

 “If you impress my mom this weekend then you can stay,” you said. Jungkook’s butt started to move rather quickly. You took notice. “Um, what’s that?”

 You pointed towards Jungkook’s behind. He turned and looked down and flushed slightly.

 “Sorry, it happens when I get excited…”

 He reached around and grabbed onto something.

 That something just happened to be a tail.

 “Oh my God, you’re kidding me,” you said, walking over to look at the appendage.

 “Well, what did you think? A hybrid just had the ears. No no, we have all sorts of things in common with dogs. I can smell super well, and I’m pretty strong as well. Not to mention endurance,” he winked. You simply rolled your eyes and listened to him go on. “Can’t eat a lot of chocolate either… It makes me sick. Other than that, I’m just like your average human-oh…”

 At some point in the middle of him talking about himself you had focused on his tail. You wondered if it felt soft. It certainly looked like it did. So, you reached out and placed your hand on it.

 The fur there was silky smooth and so soft. It was like petting a fur rug! You smiled and continued to rub along his tail, slowly moving your fingers through the tendrils of fur.

 Jungkook was silent. You were curious as to why he shut up, you were imagining he wasn’t going to be the silent kind of person when he started chatting.

 “Are you going to continue?”

 You asked, wondering why he finally had become quiet.

 “M-My tai-l… F-Feels good,” he groaned, resting his head on his forearms against the counters, you saw his hips rutting slightly towards the wood of your island. It was then you noticed that he was whimpering. You thought maybe you were hurting him, but he just said it felt good.

 Confusion swirled in your mind as you slowly kept running your fingers along his tail.

 “If you k-keep doing that, I won’t b-be-ah! Be able to control mys-self,” he said, shaking ever so slightly.

 “What do you mean?”

 You turned and you saw his eyes filled with lust.

 “It means I might fuck you right against this counter,” he growled.

 You yanked your hand away from his tail like it was on fire.

 “Yeah, let’s avoid that happening like the plague,” you said, putting your hands behind your back awkwardly. Jungkook simply rested his head on the counter and tried to calm himself down.

 Not knowing what to do you simply stood there, waiting for him to say something.

 If he had the ability to speak, that is.

 “Fuck,” he groaned, rubbing his temples.

 “What is it?” you asked, approaching him.

 “I’m still hard as a rock,” he said, keeping his hips towards the counter. You tried to keep your face neutral, but it was hard to do so.

 “Um, well, do you want to uh, use my shower? I’m sure a cold shower would help,” you said. Jungkook nodded and went to walk past you. You accidentally collided with his front as you both went in the same direction at the same time.

 And boom.

 It happened.

 You kneed him in the nuts.

 “Oh my fuck!”

 He shouted, falling to the ground holding his now shrinking hard on as he went down.

“Jungkook!”

 You shouted, quickly crouching down to see if he was alright. You placed your hands on his shoulders and tried to assess the damage you had caused.

 “Oh my God, you literally are going to kill me,” he coughed, tears in his eyes.

 “I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you,” you said, rubbing his shoulder.

 After a few minutes of breathing and trying to not throw up, Jungkook was feeling like himself again.

 Guilt washed over you again during that night. It was becoming to feel like an old friend in Jungkook’s presence. You watched over him as he seemed to recover, getting him a glass of water to help with the pain.

 “Are you feeling a little bit better?” You asked, rubbing his shoulder.

 “I think so, my God, if that’s what you’re like in the bedroom I’m going to have to pass,” he said, holding himself still in a protective manner.

 You rolled your eyes and concluded that if he was feeling well enough to sass you, then he must be fine.

 “You can still use the shower if you need to,” you said, standing up.

“Trust me, there’s no longer a need for that.”

 You stifled your laugh at his sour tone. However, you remained neutral in the situation and tried your best to keep from embarrassing or injuring him any further.

 “There’s a room down the hall if you want it. I normally use it for whenever my mom comes over, but, she hardly stays the night, so… If you want it, it’s yours,” you said, finally getting off your heels from the day.

 A thumping sound echoed throughout the house.

 You turned to see Jungkook’s tail thumping on the ground excitedly as he peered down the hall, examining what would be his own space.

 “Really? I’ve never had my own room before,” he said, cocking his head to the side.

 A bad taste lingered in your mouth at how he was so accustomed to being a second class citizen.

 “Are you hungry?” You asked, setting a pot on the stove, conceding that you probably weren’t going to get any sleep tonight.

 “Yes!”

 He slowly pulled himself to his feet, seeing how badly his business was damaged. Jungkook strolled over and looked over your shoulder to see you making some ramen. You could feel air rushing over your legs and you noticed yet again that his tail was wagging.

 “Are you going to control that thing or do I have to grab it again?”

 He winced at the thought.

 “That might be the most painful boner I will ever experience, but if you want to touch it I’m not going to stop you,” he said, playfully.

 The room settled into silence, and you would have forgotten he was there if not for the air chilling your legs under your skirt.

  “Have you ever had a girlfriend before Jungkook?” You asked as the two of you were sat at the dinner table.

 It was cute to watch him hoover down something so enthusiastically. You weren’t sure when he ate last, but he was acting as if it had been forever. Even if it was something as simple as ramen.

 Jungkook slurped up some more noodles before answering you. With a full mouth.

 “Nope, but I’ve fucked plenty of women so, what else is there to know?” he asked, looking up at you with broth dribbling down his face. It was like looking after a child, almost. Except this child was mouthy and perverted.

 And undeniably attractive.

 You reached forward with a cloth and wiped his chin, not being able to help your obsessive nature for cleanliness.

 “There’s a lot more to dating than having sex, Jungkook. There’s dates that you go on, sweet things you do to show your love for one another and things of the like. You need to know the person inside and out. And not in the weird way I know you’re thinking of,” you reprimanded.

 He snorted and finished his third bowl of ramen for the night. Or, should you say, early morning.

 “So, what kind of woman is your mom?” he asked, nursing a glass of water you had given him.

 “She’s kind enough, not particularly rude. She’s used to getting what she wants and doing next to anything to achieve that. I hardly had a say in what I did while growing up, but I know she only did it because she wanted what’s best for me, although I’ve never really forgiven her for that,” Jungkook nodded thoughtfully while you continued. “She enjoys the fancier things and being impressed. Manners are a must around her. She loves seeing someone who is infatuated with me, because then she knows that I am being cared for. Although, make no mistake, my mother is no fool. You don’t get to where she is by being an idiot, so tread lightly,” you said, placing your hands on a coffee mug that sat in front of you, staving off the exhaustion that was creeping into your bones.

 “Do I have to hide the fact that I’m a hybrid?”

 You shook your head.

 “My mother isn’t one to judge on appearances in people, only places. If there’s one thing about my mother I will commend her on, it’s that she isn’t racist,” you said, sipping the scalding liquid with mild interest.

 “Cool,” he answered. “So, how long have we been together?”

 “Seven months,” you responded with, trying to remember how long you and your ex had been together before he went and ruined it all.

 “That’s a long time,” he said off-handedly. You weren’t sure if it was or not, but, you decided that it was indeed a long time. You forgot how much time you actually spent with your ex… How long he had been in your life for.

 “It sure is…”

  You woke up the next afternoon in your bed sweating bullets.

 Honestly, it was stifling in the room.

 You moved to get up, but felt yourself unable to move. Panic settled underneath your skin as you started to thrash and push away from whatever was holding you down.

 “Aish, would you quit moving?”

 A voice from behind you made your whole body go still. It was then you realized what was keeping you on the bed. An arm, wrapped securely around your waist. You turned to see Jungkook, nestled into your bed happily.

 SMACK.

 THUD.

 Jungkook yelped as he hit the floor. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his head in muttled confusion.

“What the fuck?” he asked, slowly waking up.

 “That’s what I should be asking! What the fuck do you think you’re doing sleeping in my bed, with me!” You shouted, holding the pillow up as a weapon.

 “You fell asleep at the table this morning so I brought you in here. I was so tired from everything I must’ve fallen asleep next to you, Jesus Christ, do you have a kink for hurting people?” he accused, standing up.

 You looked down and saw that all of your clothing was still on and so were his.

 “Well, I hope you slept enough because today is the day it starts,” you said, getting out of bed and walking around to help pull him off the ground.

 “The day what starts?” he asked, looking into your eyes with curiosity.

 “Boyfriend training.”

Omg yes I love the Yoongi prince idea!

Yaasss thank you for the input.

Cream

Hello my dears! Just some smut to get you through your day! 

There will be some non-smut being posted sometime this week I’m sure, but school is crazy and I’ve just applied for some jobs so I’ll try to keep you guys happy!

Enjoy!

DON’T OWN THE PICTURE

"You've officially lost it."

"I thought girls liked this kind of thing?"

"WE are the ones who like to dress up, not the other way around baby!"

It had been a tough day at work, and honestly, you really wanted nothing more than to go to bed and cuddle with your boyfriend Jin.

The two of you had been together for a little over eight months now and you were completely in love. Jin was five years older than you, and he absolutely loved the word 'oppa!' coming from your mouth when he was balls deep inside of you.

However, Jin was a man of patience and generally never lost it unless the teasing was relentless. And you had just as much patience as the man in front of you.

But, right now was something completely different than your usual encounters with him.

Jin was weird on the best of days, but sometimes he just got a little... you couldn't really explain it. You appreciated him for who he was and everything that he did cause he was him and you loved him very much, but, honestly, this was just crazy.

You had come home to find your boyfriend wearing a collar and some crazy cat ears that made him look like he belonged in a cosplay cafe not your living room.

"That's sexist," he stated firmly, crossing his arms over his chest in a cute fashion.

"It's very sexist, but generally when men do the dressing up it's in some sort of police or doctor outfit... Maybe even a fireman but not a cat sweetie," you soothed, walking over to rub his shoulder. But he moved away from your touch like a cat threatened with a water bottle and moved to the couch to sulk.

"I wanted to do something nice for you and I hoped this would get you in the mood," he groaned smacking his head.

Your heart melted that all of this was for you, but you also couldn't contain the giggles that erupted from your stomach at your pouting boyfriend who was very disappointed that his seduction tactic had done the complete opposite. You felt for him really, because you'd been in his shoes before.

It was the first time you'd suggested role play while dating and Jin shied away at first. He'd stated it would make him feel like he was having sex with someone else and not his girlfriend, so you backed off. Before his birthday when you surprised him with a sexy maid outfit and he hadn't been opposed to the idea of role play since then.

You two had a fairly tame sex life when it came down to it. But it was perfect for the two of you. You didn't need all of the fluffy handcuffs and whips to get you excited. Really, all you needed was Jin whispering sweet things into your ear and you were drenched. Romantic dinners easily turned into a passionate night between the sheets and you weren't one to mess with a good thing.

Although, you had to admit, this cat thing might be a kink if he acted correctly. Maybe you could salvage this cat-tastrophe after all!

*Yikes that pun*

Without much more thinking you threw your purse down on the floor and went to the kitchen. You got a dish and some whip cream together.

Jin wasn't looking as you approached him with your items of choice.

"Cats like cream and milk right?" you asked, shaking the whip cream can and spraying some into your mouth.

"Yeah, I guess," he said, still not looking.

You rolled your eyes and pulled your shirt off and threw it at him, waiting for his response. A giggled escaped your lips when you watched his eyes grow as he realized what you'd thrown at him.

His head snapped in your direction as you sprayed cream all over your chest.

"Is my kitty hungry?" you asked in a seductive voice. Jin scrambled off the couch and rushed over to you, his bell dinging as he settled in front of you with his pupils blown wide. You reached up and felt the softness of his hair between you fingers and tugged on it gently, urging him towards the cream was was beginning to drip down your cleavage. Jin's tongue swiped across his lips as he eagerly looked at your chest with desire.

The sound of a sharp moan escaped your mouth as Jin's plump lips attached themselves to your chest. His lips were warm and soft as they glided over the cream and your skin. The scent and sweetness of the cream and the sensations of his lips weren't helping your need that was growing and growing the longer it was left to simmer.

Soon, all of the sweet cream that had been adorning your chest was gone, and Jin still looked hungry.

"Is my kitty still hungry, even after all of that cream?"

You trailed your hands over your body seductively and your fingers found the waist band of your shorts.

"Maybe what my kitty wants is under here huh? Is that was you want?" you asked, looking up through your lashes. Jin nodded frantically.

"Y-yes, that's what I want," he said, moving to reach forward. You swatted his hands away and gave him a look. Jin recoiled and moved away slightly, still licking his lips free of cream.

"Wait until I say it's okay, there's still plenty of cream for you to eat besides mine," you teased leaning in closely. Jin's throat bobbed at your proximity and you watched as he tried to figure out if he could kiss you or not.

You couldn't wait any longer for his lips, so you completed the act by sealing your lips over his. His plush lips felt warm and wet against your own. The taste of the whip cream and Jin mixed together was intoxicating. Your head spun and you wanted to dominate him.

It was rare that you actually got to top, because of how things worked. Generally both of you didn't tangled with role reversal until recently, and you were shy the entire time, not really understanding what you were supposed to do. But now...?

You wanted nothing more than to hear Jin beg for you to give him what he wanted. The thought made your core clench in anticipation and your tongue started to become numb as Jin deepened the kiss with ferocity.

He grabbed you by the back of your head and held you in place as he started bending you backwards, getting ready to take the lead. You pinched his side and laughed at the girlish scream that tore through the room.

"What the fuck?!" Jin yelped, rubbing his side with no amusement evident in his features. You gave him a look and he was silenced immediately.

"I'm in charge tonight, kitten. Don't think you'll be pulling anything smart with me, I know all your tricks better than you do. You're going to listen to me, or you won't get any more cream," you threatened, looking towards your shirt that sat on the couch.

Jin followed your eyes and gave you a frightened expression.

"Sorry baby, I'll listen," he said in such a submissive tone that it shocked even him.

How was he being so good with only a couple threats?

You weren't going to argue with his natural submission and unhooked your bra and let it fall to the floor. Jin's eyes were on your chest instantly. You grabbed the whip cream once more and placed two dollops on your nipples. You laid down on your back and Jin took that as his cue to come forward.

Your eyes followed his lithe body as he crawled over you. Even if he wasn't trying to be sexy right now, he was pulling those cat ears and collar off exceptionally well now. Your mind drifted off into space as Jin's lips found your sensitive buds.

Every flick of his tongue sending shockwaves through your body. The warmth of his tongue contrasting starkly with the coldness of the cream that was previously sat on your skin. His tongue made circular motions over your nipples as he tried desperately to get the cream off.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and played with the bottom of his hairline as you struggled to think about your dominant role.

Jin finished off the cream on your nipples and started naturally to go down your body with his lips. You reached out and quickly grabbed his head and brought it up so you were facing each other. He had the look of a guilty kitten that had been caught drinking cream when he wasn't supposed to be and it made your heart melt. But, you weren't going to let him off the hook for that.

"You didn't get permission to lick anything else but the cream baby, you need to be punished," you said, pushing him up and making sure he'd stay put before reaching for your shorts and pulling them off.

He watched eagerly as you took more and more of your clothing off until you were stark naked in front of him. Jin moved liked he was going to come near you, but reminded himself that he wasn't allowed to touch you yet. You cooed in approval as Jin sat there like a proud kitten.

"Your punishment is that you can't touch me until I say so, once I do, you're allowed," you stated. Jin nodded, telling you he understood your terms. You smirked as you opened your legs and showed him how wet you actually were. His mouth dropped open and he looked like he was going to faint.

"Oh fuck..." he groaned, biting his lip harshly. You couldn't help the devilish grin the spread across your lips. You groped your breasts a few times, just to give yourself some stimulation before the real punishment began.

After a few moments of rubbing your breasts, you reached in between your legs and felt the familiar slickness of your arousal. You moaned softly as your fingers brushed against your clit and you gave a pitiful little yelp as you did it once more. You eyed Jin with such a look that he was gripping his jeans desperately.

"Mmm, feels so good baby, but not as good as your own," you commented. Jin groaned out loud and you almost laughed, but a moan came out instead. You were finding this much more arousing that you had originally thought possible.

The idea of you masturbating and pleasuring yourself and your boyfriend unable to touch you was truly enticing. You were enjoying your position in the dominant role for the first time since you'd ever tried it. Jin, however, didn't seem to be enjoying his punishment.

"Oh God, I can't do this. Please baby, please let me touch you," he whined, giving you the softest look that he could muster. You gave it a thought, but then shook your head.

"I don't think you're really sorry for what you did. Are you being a greedy kitty? Is my oppa a greedy kitten?"

Jin was ready to pull out his hair at the show you were giving him. You could see the tent that was rising in his pants and it looked painful.

After a little longer you could feel yourself getting close. You knew if you brought yourself to an orgasm Jin wouldn't like that one bit, so you decided to relent on the punishment.

You pushed a few fingers inside of yourself before pumping them a few times. You groaned loudly at the intrusion and you watched Jin loose his mind at the view. It was painful, but you managed to get two fingers inside of you with how worked up you were. After a few more times and pulled your fingers out and offered them to Jin.

"I think you want this cream more than the other one, huh kitty?" you asked. Jin lunged forward and wrapped his mouth around your fingers, licking them clean. He groaned at the taste of you on your delicate digits and moaned when you pulled them back.

You spread your legs wider and Jin got the message very quickly. He was between your thighs faster than you could've thought possible. Jin didn't waste any time in connecting his lips to your sweet pussy. He thought he could cry at the relief he felt from gently lapping at your core. You cried out at the sensations he was giving you.

It all felt so overwhelming. His lips that brushed against your clit every so often, just to remind you he knew exactly what he was doing.

You reached for his collar and tugged on it so you could see his bare throat as he lapped at your center with abandon. He was so lost in everything that you were, and you were slowly losing yourself to the pleasure that he was giving you.

It was always like fire whenever he touched you the way he did. Your skin always felt like it was on fire whenever he touched you and you couldn't understand why. It'd always been that way, since the very first time the two of you had had sex Jin was so giving and you weren't one to deny him whenever he decided he wanted you. It would be foolish of you to deny such a treasure.

Jin was your treasure, something that you'd found and it was beautiful.

He gave your life meaning again and he brought a light into your life that you weren't aware that you had been missing. He was so kind and loving to you, that you were always curious if he was even real for the first couple of months.

It was a beautiful thing, to be loved and to give love. Because it is the hardest thing to do in your life, or it's the easiest thing to do in your life.

Love is universal and anyone can give or receive it.

Jin nipped at your clit and your hips bucked into his mouth unexpectedly. Jin smiled against your skin and kept lapping away at your center. You needed sometime inside of you, desperately.

"Use your fingers too kitten," you ordered. Jin complied quickly as he eased a finger inside of your aching core. You moaned and gripped at your hair, trying to find something to ground you to the earth from the out of the world pleasure that you were receiving.

He only added one finger and you'd felt so pleasured you were certain you were going to pass out. Everything felt so incredibly good that you thought you were drooling. Jin was good with his mouth. Not just for kissing, he was great at eating you out as well. It was a talent that he kept well hidden, but he always loved blowing kisses and things like that, and you hadn't realized the mastery behind the soft lips that you'd gotten so used to kissing in the morning.

You were reaching that peak very quickly.

"Another finger baby, I'm so close," you whined, tangling your fingers into his hair, careful not to knock off his ears.

Jin did as you asked and added another finger. You groaned and arched your back into the sensation. Jin smiled at continued to suck and lap at your center like the kitten he was. You were crying out his name and praising him as he finger fucked you like it was his job to do so.

The thread in your stomach was drawing thinner and thinner as you felt your orgasm approaching rapidly. The liquid fire was pooling in your stomach and Jin could feel your walls starting to tighten around his fingers.

Suddenly, Jin pushed against the special spot inside of you and you screamed as you came.

Hard.

Jin was right there to clean up the mess, and quickly. He didn't want to waste a single drop of the cream that he'd worked so hard for. He smiled and lapped at your center, careful not to over stimulate you.

You sat in the after glow of an incredible orgasm and Jin was licking his fingers and your lower lips as he got every last drop of your release. You smiled and kissed his head affectionately.

"What a good kitty," you said, bringing him to your lips in a searing kiss.

Jin smiled. You looked down and saw his bulging erection in his jeans.

"Give me those cat ears."

"Why?"

"Cause I get to taste your cream now."

Feel Good

Did somebody ask for a really long story oriented smut?

No?

Well, shit.

Here you go anyways.

DON’T OWN THE PICTURE

It was the worst day of your life.

Everything hurt and you weren't sure what was up and what was down.

You were desperately hungry and thirsty.

Trying to get your bearings was incredibly hard and nothing seemed to be going the way you had wanted. Your tail hurt and it felt like you were being ripped in half. You looked down and there they were.

Two, limb, things...

A yelp escaped your lips and you looked around to try to gauge where you were.

There was sand, and the water was right there. Maybe you could get to it if you tried?

You had run into some dangerous waters and gotten thrown against the shore it appeared.

Legs!

That's what the things that replaced your fin were! It wasn't a lie! You really could become human!

A sharp pain ebbed in your side... You looked down and there was a decent gash in your side that was bleeding. How could you go and get help like this? Would this be where it all ended for you?

That was impossible.

Your brain was scrambled and nothing was making any sense, no matter how hard you tried to keep yourself together.

All of your thoughts were melding together and your vision was becoming blurred.

"Hyung! There's a girl down there!"

A voice echoed through your cloudy thoughts.

You looked up and saw a man with light blonde hair looking down at you with beautiful eyes.  

"Hyungs! Hyungs!" he shouted, running away from the cliffs.

You waited for him to return, to see those beautiful eyes again, and you waited. But it felt like forever.

No one came...

Just as you felt yourself slipping into unconsciousness, there was the sound of feet and yelling.

"My God how did she get down there?"

"Is she alright?"

"There's blood!"

"Omo! What do we do?"

"She's naked."

"I've got the rope, Jimin, you're going down, wrap her up in this," a man held out something to the younger one, who you were guessing was Jimin.

Was he going to descend the cliff to come and get you?

It appeared as though he was planning on doing just that as they all got around him and started helping tying the rope.

You were getting light headed and everything was starting to blur. But you watched as they all started to help Jimin be lowered towards the bottom of the cliffs.

He finally made it to the ground safely and he made a bolt directly towards you. As he made it closer, he saw that your side was really badly injured.

"Jesus... Something really nasty must've happened to you, let's get you covered up and we'll get you some help. Don't worry about a thing, we'll take care of you," he said, smiling at you with such kind and beautiful eyes that it would be impossible to refuse him.

The feeling of fabric wrapping around your skin was foreign and strange, causing you to jump slightly at the sensation.

"Sorry, does it hurt?" he asked, looking at you with concern. You simply stared back, unable to get over the look in his eyes.

Was this love? Is this what your father had warned you about?

The fluttering in your chest didn't calm when Jimin eased you into his arms. After a lot of coaxing and shushing he finally had a hold of you well enough to pick you up. You watched as he walked back toward the cliff, further and further away from the water.

You gripped onto his shirt with a panicked look on your face.

"It's alright, we'll keep you safe. Don't worry about anything," he said with such a sweet tone it was like a drug. You could feel yourself relaxing, even without you wanting to.

The ocean was getting far away now, and you could feel an ache in your heart as the familiar place was being ripped from you. However, getting in the water now would be a death sentence.

The sharks would smell the blood on you instantly, and then it would just be a waiting game until they found you. Your best option was to go with this man for right now and wait until you were healed before escaping back to the ocean.

Jimin made it to the rope and tied it around himself then wrapped his arms around you tightly. You watched as the men above you started pulling with such a force that even you were impressed. And you had watched whales fight before.

The cliffs loomed over you with such an authority that all you could do was look at the ocean with a broken heart.

Although, being held by this attractive man wasn't such a bad deal... You studied his face as he walked up the cliff face with the help of his friends. You could feel the muscles underneath his fabric at work. You'd never really seen a human before. You knew that they could be dangerous, but they weren't all bad.

A friend of yours had gotten freed from a fishing net from one a few years back and she has always been grateful towards humans since then.

Finally, you made it to the top and you were handed off to a younger looking male. Being separated from Jimin made you panic, so you yelped and reached out for Jimin with a frightened expression.

He came over and shushed you, taking you back in his arms shortly there after.

"It's alright, calm down. Jungkook wouldn't hurt you," he said, directing your gaze to the younger male with a shy smile on his face. The look in his eye was of sheer innocence and you knew immediately that you could trust this man with anything. He wouldn't hurt you.

The anxiety in your stomach settled before Jimin set you down on the ground.

"Jin-Hyung, she's got a cut on her side that looks rather bad, should we take her to your clinic?" he asked, looking up to a man with plump lips and kind and playful eyes.

"Yes, we'll do some cleaning up in the back of the van, but she seems to be a little skittish, so Jimin just come with me. Everyone else, get into the car and keep your dirty eyes off of her."

The men all seemed to listen to this 'Jin-Hyung' and started moving towards the direction of some large, shiny thing on the cliff.

Was that the 'van' that Jin had been talking about?

Jimin lifted you into his arms yet again and you took comfort in his now familiar embrace. He carried you closer and closer to the van. You gripped onto his shoulder out of fear, but he patted your leg comfortingly, letting you know that everything was going to be alright.

Jin had everything set up by the time you were back there and even had some fabric for you.

"Here's some clothing that you can change into once I've got you bandaged up. What's your name, love?" he asked, getting out a lot of white looking materials.

Clothing?

What is clothing?

You felt the fabric and smiled at the soft feeling it had. You'd seen fabrics and textiles before in the sunken ships around your home, but they'd never felt like this. Is this clothing? If this is what all clothing was like, you had a feeling you were going to enjoy it very much.

"Hello?"

Jin's voice came through to your senses and you looked up in acknowledgement.

"Alright, so you can hear... That's good at least. Can you speak? Do you know where you are?" he questioned.

You didn't particularly want to answer him... You wanted to be back in Jimin's arms again. That's where you really liked to be. You wrapped your arms around Jimin and tugged him closer. Jimin chuckled lightly and gently pushed you away from him.

"You need to get your side looked at first, then I'll hold you the whole ride home. Does that sound fair?"

A smile graced your features and you nodded quickly.

"So you can understand us?" Jin asked, looking at you for confirmation. You nodded your head. "Is it alright if I take a look at your side? I'm worried about it getting infected," he mentioned, showing genuine concern.

Another nod.

Jin took that as your consent and peeled the canvas material away from your wounded side. He was very careful and seemed to be knowledgeable in what he was doing. His hands never wandered and neither did his eyes. Jimin had turned his back to make sure that you were being respected.

These men were very kind people it appeared.

Humans, as far as you were concerned, were great!

Jin dabbed at your skin with some cold liquid that stung and you yelped. He apologized and continued to clean your wound with a different cold liquid. This one bubbled and fizzed and it made you smile as you watched.

Finally, he was done and he wrapped a white looking material all around your middle section. He pinned it and clapped his hands.

"There you are, now lets get you dressed," he said, pulling the 'clothing' over your head.

It was warm and comfortable against your skin. Jin dressed you and then Jimin turned around once more.

"Alright, come here," he said, picking you up and climbing into the back with you. He sat you in his lap and held you there while Jin loaded all of his things back into some sort of clear container.

When all was said and done you were sat alone in the back with Jimin and six other people were in front of you.

You were happy to be back in Jimin's arms and snuggled against him.

"You're very affectionate... Do you have a name? I know that Jin-Hyung asked you, but, maybe you'll tell me, huh?"

You opened your mouth to speak, like he was doing, but all you could do was squeak. Jimin gave a small giggle at that and patted your head.

"That's alright. We'll try again some other time, but we do need to look for your family. They must be worried sick about you," he said, giving you a sad smile.

You rolled your eyes just thinking about your family. They probably didn't care one way or another if you were there, dead, or simply just gone.

You had five other sisters and three brothers, no one was going to miss you very much. Plus, that was in the ocean, and this was land. There was no way anyone would try to claim you here.

Eventually, the movement of this van made you tired, and you were lulled to sleep by the motions...

-_-_-_-_-_-

You woke up to Jimin gently touching your shoulder.

"We're at the police station, we need to make a report on a found person, alright?" you shook your head and grabbed on to the van tightly. "Now don't be like that, be a good girl for me and come here," he said, opening his arms.

Your weakness had turned out to be those arms. They were so warm and comforting and you could be in them all day if he would let you.

You were certain this was love.

Mermaids fell in love rather quickly, and it was permanent. Once you'd chosen the one you want to be with, that's who it was going to be... And you'll die if they don't love you back.

Although, you thought there was no harm in going in. They'd never find your family anyways.

You complied and got into his arms without incident.

"Do you think you can walk?" he asked as you got closer to the door.

Walk?

What does that mean?

You wanted to impress him, so you nodded.

Jimin smiled and set your feet down on the ground. The feeling of this stone on your bare skin was slightly painful, but you were determined not to complain.

You were wobbly, so Jimin kept a hand around your waist as you tried to walk forwards. You had watched Jimin move his legs, so you certainly could as well...

Possibly.

As you placed one foot in front of the other, you could feel your new knees buckling underneath you.

Jimin was quick, though, and grabbed onto you before an incident could occur. He wrapped you up in his arms and sighed, lifting you up off the ground.

"Well, we'll work on the whole, walking thing, yeah?" he said with such an adorable smile it made your heart melt.

One of the other men held the door open so Jimin could walk through with you in his arms. There was an older looking police officer there who had cold eyes and a firm face. You knew that he wasn't a kind person, right away. There was no sincerity in his eyes.

He frightened you.

Jimin seemed to sense your hesitancy and rubbed your leg gently before setting you down in the chair.

"What seems to be the issue here gentleman?" The police officer asked.

"We found her off the cliffs at the north side of town, she has an injury on her side. We wanted to file a found persons report," Jin said, coming forward.

"Alright, what's her name?" he asked, getting out a colorful blue square and a long red stick of some sorts. You reached out and took the stick from him, looking at it with curiosity.

"Oh! J-Jagi, don't do that," Jimin scolded, taking the item away from you and handing it back to the police officer. "Sorry sir, she's a little scattered," he apologized, bowing his head. Since you did the wrong doing, you bowed your head as well.

The officer seemed to let it go and was ready to write down your name.

"Ah.. You see, she can't speak, so we don't have her name," Jin said, giving the police man a sheepish look.

"Okay kid, I can't file a found persons report if I don't have a name," the officer said with annoyance evident in his tone.

You tugged on one of the men's sleeves and pointed towards the stick object that the other gentleman was writing with. It looked like a type of writing tool from where you're from. If it was the same, then the blue thing was some sort of parchment.

The man seemed to understand what you wanted and piped up.

"Sir, she wants to write down her name for you," he said, pointing towards the objects he was holding.

The officer handed them over and you took them in your hands. You wrote down your name and gave it back to the officer.

"Ah, ____, alright, I'll put that in, how old are you?"

You gave him eighteen.

"Then I'll just need a picture of you incase someone comes looking for you and needs confirmation that it's you."

Jimin helped you stand up as you tried to walk after the officer.

"Can she not stand on her own? Is she some kind of cripple?" the police man asked.

"No," Jin spoke up. "I gave her a full examination and she's in good health, other than her side. It's probably just shock right now and some weakness due to malnutrition. We don't know how long she was on the beach for so, it all could be a factor to why she can't stand right now," he said, giving a full explanation.

"I didn't need that description kid, I really don't care. You, hand onto her while I take a picture. Make sure she faces towards the camera."

Jimin pointed towards the 'camera' the man had mentioned before. You gave it a confused look before a bright light went off. You squeaked and covered your eyes. Jimin rubbed your back before taking you back to sit down.

Time passed slowly as you went through the task of getting put into the database and everything of the like that Jimin tried to explain to you, but all you wanted was to be back in his arms again.

Eventually it was over and the police officer released you under Jin's care.

"Jimin, grab her and we'll go home," the man who's sleeve you'd pulled earlier stated. Jimin did as he was told and picked you up and headed out the door.

"So, ____? That's a pretty name, suits you," Jimin said as he climbed into the back of the van with you again.

You found yourself smiling as the police station got further and further away.

-_-_-_-_-_-

The van stopped and everyone piled out.

Jimin picked you up and carried you towards this large structure that looked kind of like a house. You'd seen some from the cliffs and your friend had told you that all humans live in one.

They lived in a very nice looking one as it turned out.

"Jimin, put her on the couch and call Eun Sol, tell her to bring some clothes for ___. Yoongi, go and get the spare room ready for her. Jungkook, get some ramen cooking, this girl looks like she's going to pass out before much longer."

He was right. You were up right ravenous at this point. Everyone scattered and started doing as Jin instructed. The man who's sleeve you pulled at the police station turned out to be Yoongi-hyung and Jimin called him.

Another person you felt like you could trust.

"Hi there," a man with a boxy smile said, sitting down next to you on the 'couch' as people kept calling it.

You waved and gave him a shy smile.

"I'm Taehyung, but if you ever speak, just call me Tae," he said, smiling. He was so sweet that you could imagine loving him as well. Sadly, Jimin had already taken his place in your heart.

Were all human men around their age so attractive? They were so handsome that it almost hurt to be in their present.

"Alright everyone! Lets get introductions out of the way!"

Jin yelled and everyone filed into the room.

"I'm Jin, I'm the oldest."

"I'm Min Yoongi," said one with dark black hair. He was the one who got you the writing instrument from the police officer.

"I'm Jung Hoseok, please call me Hobi!" Said another with a big smile.

"I'm Jungkook, I'm the youngest," he said with such a sweet smile.

"I'm Taehyung, we just spoke," Taehyung said with his boxy smile wide on his face.

"I'm Namjoon, I'll help you wherever I can," he said with sincerity.

"And you know me! I'm Jimin!"

Everyone was smiling so you smiled back and nodded.

There was a sound at the door and you looked at Jimin with worry in your features.

"That's probably Eun Sol, I'll get it," Jimin said, walking towards the door. You wanted to get up and follow him, but you didn't trust your own legs.

A beautiful woman appeared behind the door and your heart sunk into your stomach when you saw her bring Jimin in for what you were told was a kiss...

That meant that the people who were sharing the kiss were in love...

Tears welled up in your eyes and Jin took notice.

"Omo, what's the matter ___?" He asked, rushing to get a tissue for you.

Jimin turned around and saw you crying and walked over to you, leaving the girl at the door with a pout on her face.

"What's the matter, ___? Did you remember something?" He asked, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for her to be living here with you? Let me move in with you and she can take my apartment," this Eun Sol girl said.

"I don't think that's safe," Jin said, coming forward with some tissues. "I don't know how mentally sound she is, so it'll be better for us to keep her here until we know how much she can function on her own. Currently, she can't walk or talk," Jin said, helping you wipe your tears.

"You sure she isn't just trying to mooch off of you guys? Just because a cute girl shows up, doesn't mean she doesn't have a motive."

"She was on the beach off of the cliffs and she was bleeding rather badly, I don't think there was any motive involved there," Jimin defended.

This Eun Sol came over and started examining you.

"I brought the clothes like you asked, I don't know if they'll fit her though, she might be a little too big," she said as a back handed slap to the face. Your face dropped and Yoongi seemed to notice.

"Hey, apologize. That wasn't called for," he said, giving her an icy glare.

"Jesus, it was a joke, she'll definitely fit in them," she appeased. You looked down at your legs and didn't return any of their gazes.

"Thank you Eun Sol, we'll take her shopping tomorrow if you want to come with us," Jimin said, taking her by the waist.

"I could always go for a shopping trip," she said with a seductive smile on her face. The look she was giving Jimin made your blood boil and you wanted to push her off the cliffs that Jimin had saved you from.

However, the way Jimin looked at her made your heart shatter.

He was in love, and the girl wasn't you.

You just might be done for.

-_-_-_-_-_-

That night rolled around and you had been fed. Everything they presented to you was different and you were really enjoying the meal. They were all being really nice to you, even Eun Sol. It seemed like you were just a group of friends that were hanging out after a day of swimming through the reefs.

"So if she can't walk, how are we going to do shopping tomorrow. Jimin, as strong as you are, I don't think you can carry her all the way, she'll need to learn at some point," Eun said, giving you a pointed look. "And she has to wear heels, that's a must," she also commented.

Heels?

What are those?

Eun Sol seemed to sense your hesitation because she went on.

"Only the most beautiful women can walk in heels gracefully, and not fall on their faces. What do you say? Want to give it a try?" She asked, pulling off her shoes and placing them before you.

"Hang on, let's see if we can't get her to walk without torture devices strapped to her ankles," Hobi said, pointing out the flaw in her plan.

"If she can master walking in heels, then walking with regular shoes on will be no problem. Honestly, I don't see what the big deal is," she said shrugging.

You looked down at the shoes and gave them a thoughtful look. Without thinking about it much longer you reached down and pulled them on your feet. Jimin smiled and clapped his hands as you did it on your own.

"Let's see if you can stand on your own before you try walking," Jin said, walking over and getting ready to spot you.

Jimin walked in front of you and held out his arms for you.

"See if you can walk to me, Jagi," he said, giving you a beautiful smile.

You hopped down from the stool and held onto the counter top for support. Your legs were jutted forward by the shoes and it immediately threw you off balance. Not that you really had any to begin with.

Eventually you could take your hands away from the counter top and stand there with a little bit of confidence.

Everyone clapped at your performance and Jimin then urged you forward.

"Come here Jagi," he said in his lovely tone.

Even though you had just met these individuals today, they were so kind to you.

You knew you were going to like being here with all of them, and hopefully you could get Jimin to fall in love with you while you were at it.

Mermaids had this thing of falling in love quickly. You see, you love, and they love back, or you die. It was a harsh cycle really, but if they loved you back, it was supposed to be the strongest love out there. There would be nothing in the world that would be able to keep the two of you apart.

That's what you wanted more than anything, someone that needed you just as badly as you needed them. It was that connection that you wanted. And you wanted it to be with Jimin.

You took one shaky step forward and your knees immediately buckled. Jimin rushed forward and caught you, wrapping you up in his arms until he was certain that you weren't going to collapse.

There was laughter from Eun Sol, but it was barely there in your mind. The only thing you cared about was Jimin and his beautiful eyes.

He truly was a work of art. You would have to thank the Gods for creating this masterpiece, because you could marvel at him all day...

A cough erupted from the room and Eun Sol had walked over to you and pointed at your feet.

"You can't do it, so give me those back," she said with a harshness that wasn't in her tone earlier.

"Hang on, she only took one step, give her a chance before you start forcing the shoes off her damn feet," Yoongi said, rubbing his head in annoyance.

"Quit holding her like that! I'm your girlfriend, not her!" She said with a whiny tone.

"Sorry, Eun, but she trusts me most, I was the one who went down and got her. Try to understand here," Jimin reasoned, helping you stand back up.

"Make someone else do it, not you," she demanded.

"For christ sake, I'll do it if it twists your panties that badly," Yoongi said, walking over to you.

Jimin gave him and odd look, but let go of your hands. You gave him a confused look, but he backed up and wrapped his arm around a fussy Eun Sol.

"Come here," Yoongi said, opening his arms. You looked at Jimin with concern in your eyes.

"It's alright ___, he doesn't bite," he said, giving you a thumbs up. You decided you wanted to show up Eun Sol and took one wobbly step forwards. Yoongi gave you a softer look and the more you did the further you seemed to go.

"Look at her go, it's like she's a natural!" Hobi said from the counter top where he was sitting.

Finally, you made it to Yoongi's arms and he caught you as you stumbled a bit. You looked at Jimin and his arm was almost uncomfortably tight around Eun Sol's waist. His jaw was locked, but he kept a smile on his face.

"There! You did it!" Jin said with such a bright smile gracing his already angelic features.

You couldn't help the smile that came over your face as well.

You had walked and you had done it in heels.

Yoongi helped you take off the heels and gave them back to Eun Sol who was still a little fussy after Jimin holding you.

However, after that, the rest of the night passed rather smoothly.

You yawned as it started to turn into the later hours of the morning.

Jimin was still awake, working on something in the kitchen, and Eun Sol still hadn't left yet. You didn't want to fall asleep until she was gone and you knew she and Jimin weren't doing anything dirty.

She was hanging all over him and that really pissed you off. What right did she have to hang over such a beautiful man like that. She wasn't that pretty...

Okay, she was drop dead gorgeous. But you had to hate her, she was your rival for Jimin's love, and that was something you weren't going to take lightly. Your life was on the line here.

After what felt like forever, Eun started heading towards the door.

"We'll all gather tomorrow and go shopping for her," Jimin said with a smile on his face.

"Honestly, does she even have any money to pay for the clothing?" She asked. Jimin's face dropped a little and he looked like a young child doing something he wasn't supposed to be.

"No, we're going to pay for it. When she finds out who she is and where her family is she can pay us back..." He said in a small voice.

"Don't pay for her, that'll just make her think that you'll pay for everything. And that's not alright. She needs to pay rent and everything like that if she's going to be staying with you. No free passes, you all work too hard to have a free loader in your house."

Sick of her insults and simply just wanting her to go away you gasped and held onto your side like you were in pain. Jimin turned around and looked at you with concern.

"Jagi?!" He asked, rushing over. "Where does it hurt? Is it your side? Do you need some medicine?" He questioned. Eun Sol slammed the door and finally you were alone with Jimin like you'd wanted.

He was fretting over you and you smiled when he picked you up.

"I'll take you upstairs," he said.

After a few minutes of silence he made it to a room with a white door. He opened the door and carried you in. The room had a theme of the sea and you knew it was perfect for you. You smiled when Jimin placed you down on the bed.

"I know Eun Sol can be harsh sometimes, but honestly she has a good heart in her..." he said as he tried to gather up your sheets and blankets together.

You nodded and gave him a small smile.

As much as you wanted to believe him, you knew that the girl he cared for was bad news. If only you could tell him...

Although, this bed was comfortable and you could feel your eyes drooping without your say so...

And eventually, you had fallen asleep.

-_-_-_-_-_-

It had been seven months with living with the boys, and you had grown incredibly close to all of them.

Especially Jimin and Hobi.

Hobi was like the older brother you'd never had. He was always there when you wanted to laugh and took you out whenever you wanted to go. It was a fantastic relationship between the two of you and you were really close.

Jimin was...

Well... Everything you could've ever wanted an more. He was sweet and kind. Always wanting to help you when you needed it. He still carried you around, even though you were more than capable of walking, even in heels now.

But that didn't matter to Jimin, he wanted to make sure that you were alright no matter what you were doing. He was very protective over you, no matter who it was that was threatening you.

You remember that he and his now ex-girlfriend had gotten in a large fight over you recently. But he still wasn't treating you any differently than before. And that was a major set back to your plan.

Eun Sol was never kind to you. You wondered why Jimin was with her when she was so blatantly rude to others. Jimin wasn't like that. Jimin was always willing to help and Eun Sol always had to know what was in it for her if she was exerting the effort to do something that didn't benefit her.

However, that particular day, you weren't feeling very well. It was your heart. You were away from the ocean for too long. And Jimin wasn't reciprocating your feelings. If you didn't hurry, you would die. But for right now, the boys had you sat up in bed, trying to feed you some of your favorite things. But you couldn't eat.

Everything hurt and you just wanted to rest.

"Come on, noona. You have to eat something," Jungkook said, trying to coax some food into you.

"I'll go get Hobi or Jimin. She'll eat for them," Jin said, walking out the door.

Jungkook still tried though, working on getting you to eat at least two spoonfuls of sweet porridge.

Jimin came through the door with Hobi at his back.

"Jagi, Jin tells me you're not eating. Why not? Do I have to feed you?" He asked with a sweet tone, helping Jungkook stand before taking his place.

You were still hesitant to eat, but it was Jimin... You had to.

Jimin brought the spoon to your mouth, you hesitated for a moment before taking the spoon in your mouth and eating the food.

Everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief before Eun Sol slammed through the door, a disgruntled Namjoon following her in.

"What the fuck is this?" She asked, glaring at you.

"She's been sick in bed all day and she wasn't eating, we don't want her to starve," Hobi said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"And we'd appreciate it if you kept the language PG in here," Jin said, also looking less than pleased.

"You're not my parents, but you," she said, pointing at Jimin. "Are my boyfriend, what the hell do you think you're doing!? You treat her more like your girlfriend than you do me, how messed up is that? Do you love her? Are you sleeping with her?" She accused.

"N-No! I-I would never cheat on you!" Jimin said, standing up.

"This really isn't the appropriate place for a lovers quarrel," Yoongi said, rubbing his forehead and walking over to try and get you to eat.

"She's been living here for a month now, I think she needs to start pulling her own weight! She's just mooching off of all of you, why can't you see that!?" She yelled.

You could feel the familiar burn of tears in your eyes, something that was common whenever Eun Sol was around. Yoongi placed his hand on your shoulder, trying to comfort you.

"She does pull her own weight! She helps clean around here whenever she can, and she comes back with her own rent," Jimin defended yet again.

"You're defending her and not your girlfriend. This is your problem Jimin, when you're dating someone you don't realize how great the girl you're with is. I haven't had sex with you since she got here! How twisted is that? What's the deal, am I not attractive?"

"You're beautiful, but-"

"Do you not love me?"

"I-I, um-"

Eun Sol didn't like that at all. She walked over and grabbed the piping hot porridge and poured it all over your head.

You screamed in pain and Yoongi was quick to stand up and pick up Eun and throw her over his shoulder. Jimin followed them, probably going to attempt at salvaging whatever relationship there was left.

Hobi rushed over to you and helped you stand up.

"I'll take her to the bath, get her cleaned up," he said, inching you out the door.

You trusted Hoseok... But did you trust him enough to reveal your secret. You tried to fight him a little bit, showing hesitation towards the water that wasn't even there yet.

"You really don't like water do you, kiddo?" He asked as he started the bath.

You shied away, even as the porridge slid down your back in a disgusting manner.

"Don't worry, I'll just help you wash your hair and then I'll get out of here," Hobi said with a kind smile on his face. You were very grateful for his kindness, but it was dangerous for him to be this way considering your true identity.

You shook your head firmly.

"What?" He asked.

Again you shook your head and placed your hands on your shirt.

"If you want me out that badly just say so, aish. Take it easy in here and be good," he said, patting your shoulder.

Once the door was shut, you sighed and heaved your self against the door and locked it tightly. No one was getting in here if you had anything to say about it.

Well, silently protesting was more like it.

You lowered yourself into the water and sighed at the relief it brought you. Your fin hung out of the tub and you smiled as the familiar feeling sunk in. As much as having legs was great, being in your true form was the greatest feeling out there.

You washed up and got all the goo off of yourself and finally you felt good enough to get out of the shower.

Once you stood up legs appeared beneath you. You stood there and felt a burning in between your legs.

An ugly face appeared inside of the mirror. You tried to scream but you realized there was nothing you could do, but stare at the face with sheer terror echoing through your entire being.

"_____, you must heed this warning from the depths of the ocean..."

Your heart was racing, but you continued to listen.

"If you do not get the one you love to bed you in thirty days, you will be returned to the sea by force and the one you love will die," she said in a scratchy and ominous tone.

Jimin?

Jimin would die?

Omo... You couldn't let that happen.

You nodded to the face in the mirror and it slowly dissipated.

There was a knock at the door.

Jimin's sweet voice rang through the door, "Jagi? Are you alright in there? I'm so sorry about what happened... Can we talk for a minute?" You rushed to put a towel on and answer the door.

You stood in front of him in nothing but a towel, your damp hair sticking to your face. Jimin's eyes didn't wander, they stayed firmly on your face.

"Jagi, your father called and he wants you to come home to him... W-we're going to help you pack up your things. You leave in the morning," he said with such a sad tone.

Your father? Your father had come on land to get you? What the hell was he doing here anyways?!

You shook your head. Jimin sighed and placed his hand on your shoulder.

"Jagi, I know that you've come to like living with us, but... You need to go home to your family. I'm sure they miss you more than you realize and... You can always come and visit. Anytime you need us, we'll be there. I promise you," Jimin said, the smile he forced not reaching his eyes.

You couldn't leave, not now!

There was so much you had yet to complete and you still needed to get Jimin to bed you! You needed his love to continue living. Being forcibly returned to the ocean is as good as a death sentence when you're away from the one you love. You will live but... it will be as though you are numb. No feeling will flow through your veins.

You shook your head again.

"There she is."

"Kiddo, why are you just standing there in your towel!?"

"I've got her clothes!"

All of the boys came huddling around you, Jin handing off a pile of nice warm clothing for you.

Quickly you went to change and when you came out, everyone was still standing there waiting for you.

"Are you feeling a bit better after your bath?"

You had completely forgotten about the pain in your chest, it was gone now. Like a wave against the sand it had receded. However, you had a different plan to fulfill.

"Kiddo? You alright?" Hobi asked, coming forward. You nodded and fiddled with your fingers.

"Aren't you happy to be going home?" Taehyung asked, giving you a smile. You sighed and let your head drop. You couldn't go home, not after all of what's gone on. You've certainly come too far to turn back now.

They all gathered around you and gave you hugs, some even to the point of lifting you up off the floor. Jimin was last and gave you a tight hug.

"Be good Jagi, we'll be taking you to the police station in the morning. Sleep tight, you'll be home soon..."

With that, he was gone up the stairs to his room. Not even carrying you up with him. Your heart ached and you clutched the front of your shirt in agony. You laid down on the floor and felt the hot tears streaming from your eyes.

Your heart hurt so badly.

You felt as though you were dying.

Did Jimin reject you? How could he when he doesn't even know your true feelings? Breathing in hurt, it was all so painful.

Stinging.

Sharp.

Burning.

It was as if your blood was boiling.

You needed help, desperately.

Jimin.

You needed to get to Jimin.

As much as it pained you, you stood up, still clutching the front of your shirt. You stumbled around like an infant animal that you'd seen in the zoo that Yoongi had taken you to.

You climbed the stairs, stumbling and tripping on every other step.

Finally...

Finally you made it to your floor.

The pain was immeasurable. The slightest movement hurt, and you could feel yourself starting to pass out.

Why was there so much agony? You were fine only moments prior!

It had to be the thought of being away from Jimin... If only you could get close to him now.

You were outside his door and started knocking on it.

You knocked and knocked until you were certain your knuckles were bruised. But that didn't matter. You needed Jimin to help you...

Eventually, you resorted to kicking his door. You could hear his bed creaking as he stood up.

"What the fuck is going on?!" He exclaimed, flinging open his door. He looked around until he saw you on the floor, tears streaming down your face and pain evident on your features.

His heart lurched and he thought he would be sick. You looked like you were dying. Sweat pinning your hair to your forehead and a pale hue falling across your face.

"Jagi, what's going on? Are you still sick? Holy shit..."

Jimin was on his knees next to you in a moment, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his lap. You looked up at him and were certain this was how you were going to die. Maybe you were exaggerating a little bit, but what a nice way to go.

Your heart was still in pain, but now that you were next to Jimin, it was bearable.

"JIN-HYUNG! YOONGI-HYUNG! GET UP!" He yelled throughout the house. Doors started opening and shutting and suddenly Jin was next to you, placing his hand on your head.

"She's burning up, we need to get her to the hospital," he said. Jimin nodded and lifted you into his arms. You clung to him and rested your head in his neck.

"I'll get the car ready," Namjoon said, rushing out the door. Taehyung and Jungkook came up behind you and held onto your hands.

You looked at Jimin's worried face. He looked much older than he normally did. You weren't sure if you liked the look of worry on his face. You always wanted his angelic smile on his face. Always.

Jimin looked down at you and gave you his best smile.

"You're going to be alright, Jagi. You hear me? You're going to be just fine," he said, holding you close in his arms. You looked into his deep eyes and felt yourself slipping into unconsciousness...

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

The pain was ebbing away. You could feel someone's warm hand intertwined with yours.

You wondered for a moment who was holding your hand, but, you knew how it was... Without even opening your eyes you knew that it was Jimin's hand locked with yours.

Slowly, ever so slowly, your eyes opened. You were greeted with the worried face of Jimin and how he looked after getting probably next to nothing for sleep.

You had made him worried.

It made guilt settle in the pit of your stomach. Knowing that you had caused so much distress for anyone. You never wanted them to be troubled with you, and you were really trying hard not to be a burden...

"Jagi! Guys, she's up!"

Soon, a group of worried looking men were gathered around your bed.

"Thank God!"

"The hell did you scare us for, aish."

"Are you hungry?"

"You look like shit."

You gave a sheepish little smile and tried to sit up. Jimin rushed to help you and placed his hand on your lower back. A chill ran down your spin as Jimin's bare skin touched yours, the hospital gown you were wearing doing little to protect your skin. Jimin, however, seemed unfazed by the contact.

"You scared me so bad, Jagi! I thought you were dying!"

"Scared us, so badly, hyung," Taehyung reminded.

"Right, scared us. Thank God you're alright though, we would feel terrible. Considering we just found your father and all. He's already signed everything over, you're all set to leave with him, okay?"

You panicked. Pure fear was written across your face. How could you convey to them that you were utterly terrified of leaving them? You didn't think your father would come from the ocean to make you come home!

Namjoon came over and rested a hand on your shoulder.

"You need to be home with your family. They love and miss you. You should've seen your father when we told him you were safe. It was like his whole world was right again. Trust us, you'll be safe and you can come visit us whenever you feel the need to, okay? Take it easy, for us," he said, removing his hand.

You looked to Jimin who was standing up. The rest of the boys left the room and Jimin grabbed some clothing for you to change in to. He turned around and let you get changed while he waited to take you to your father.

Fear gripped your heart.

What would he say?

What would he do?

Would he force you to erase Jimin and everyone's memories of you? That would certainly kill you. Jimin looking dead into your eyes and not knowing who you were... It would be devastating to you.

Maybe you could force a kiss on Jimin and make him see how much you truly love him?

Bad plan.

Cry and plead?

Certainly won't work.

You could try and tell Jimin that you don't want to leave. But you couldn't speak, what were you to do?!

You turned around and tapped Jimin on the shoulder.

"There you go Jagi, we told your dad that your voice is still a little weird, so hopefully the two of you can figure out something with that. I'd love to hear what your voice sounds like someday. But, this is goodbye, for now," he said, holding his hand out to you.

You stared down at the appendage with a mix of sadness and hopelessness. After this, you were likely never to see Jimin again.

What was the harm in one little kiss...?

Not wanting to give yourself the chance of backing out, you pushed Jimin's hand away and wrapped your arms around his neck and planted your lips firmly against his. Jimin seemed shocked for a moment while you kept your mouth against his. You pulled away and looked down in embarrassment.

You actually did it!

You had kissed Jimin.

He was looking at you with shock on his features. You gave him a soft smile and went to walk past him. At least you had done it. You had kissed him the way you had wanted to for a very long time.

Suddenly a hand shot out and grabbed your wrist.

You looked up and saw a man who didn't resemble your father at all.

"There you are, my darling ____! I thought we had lost you! Everyone is waiting for you back home, come come. It's time to get going!"

The stranger wrapped his arm around your waist in such a way that made your skin crawl. You looked back to Jimin with panic written all over your features. He was still in shock and touched his lips for a moment.

Fear gripped your heart as the two of you made it outside. The man had ahold of you and was practically dragging you towards his car.

"Don't worry kid, when we're done with you, that precious boy back there will pay to come and fuck you any way he wants. What do you think? A bunch of rich men offering money just to stick their dick inside of you. We can charge even extra cause you're obviously tight. It'll be perfect. You'll be the perfect fuck toy."

Your heart was beating erratically.

You didn't want to be a toy, you were a person! You had feelings. Feelings for Jimin that needed to be spoken. You had to call for help. You opened your mouth, but no words came out. Everything was spinning and you thought you were going to pass out for a moment. But thankfully, you got a hold of yourself before you fainted. It would've been easier for him to carry you off that way.

The only thing on your mind was Jimin. You needed to find him. You had to get away and return to him. Being with him was where you belonged. And you knew that. You knew it the moment he spotted you on the sand, naked and alone.

All of the boys ran through your head.

Jin, with his sweet and caring attitude. Always ready to help you if you needed it. Yoongi. Even though he was quiet most of the time, he would always defend you. Always.

Namjoon. He had such a kind heart and a big smile that was always welcoming. He was so kind to you especially.

Hobi. Your brother that you never had. He was there for you whenever you needed him and treated you like his younger sister. You cared for him greatly and knew that if you needed him, he would be there.

Taehyung, the cutest thing you'd ever seen. He always offered such a big smile when you were down and did the nicest things. He was certainly a dear friend.

Jungkook. The youngest and most adorable thing you'd ever laid your eyes on. He was so innocent and eager to learn that you found his grace and poise incredible. He was always there if you needed him and was a kind soul.

Then there was Jimin...

Where did you begin with him?

He'd saved your life. He'd given you a family and a place to call your own. He had cared for you and taught you so much over these months you had spent together, and you could never repay him for that. Your love for him was real and strong, never faltering, not even once. You knew that the love you felt for him was strong, and that if he even reciprocated a small fraction of your affection, it would get you through anything and everything you would have to face.

Jimin made you want to live, and being without him was like losing your heart.

The man that had claimed to be your father was getting closer and closer to his vehicle. You knew the moment you were in there, you were dead.

So, you fought back.

You planted your foot into his knee and heard a popping sound. The man yelled in pain and released you.

"Ah, you little bitch! Get back here!" he growled. You took off and tried to find Jimin. The parking lot was big and you couldn't see the car you knew they brought you in.

Had they left already?

Was it that easy for them to leave you behind?

You kept running, if you could just out run him, there was a way you could get back home.

The wind was sharp on your face as you ran through the strings of cars that were parked in varying fashions.

All you could think about was getting away, and that was becoming harder. The pain of being away from Jimin was getting stronger and that caused you to run slower. You weren't going to be able to get away from him much longer. You had to find a place where you could hide.

There was a car parked at an awkward angle a few rows down, if you could just make it there in time-

The man yanked your collar back and pulled you into his embrace.

The smell of cigarette smoke reeked on his breath and clothing. The rancid scent piercing your nostrils and making you want to gag. Just like the man holding you right now.

"Now little bitch, that wasn't very nice. We're going to have to teach you some lessons when we get home. I think I'll be the one to break you in. You're too much trouble to give to our clients. Hope you like it rough baby."

You were getting dragged by your collar and hair. You prayed that someone could see what was happening, but it didn't seem like anyone could. Or if they did, who cared? It wasn't their problem.

You mustered up everything you had in you and screamed at the top of your lungs.

"JIMIN! HELP!"

Soon you were on the ground, the disgusting man holding you up by your collar.

"If you scream one more damn time I'm going to bust that pretty face in, you hear me doll-face?"

Tears were streaming down your face and all you wanted to do was be in Jimin's arms again.

The older man cocked his fist back and was ready to swing down to hit you when he was pulled backwards and punched.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing huh?"

Jimin's voice was filled with anger and you were even slightly frightened of the expression he had on display at the moment.

"I asked you a question shit-face. What the fuck do you think you're doing to her?"

The man whimpered a reply and gave into Jimin quickly.

Yoongi came up and grabbed him by the arm, Jungkook stepping in to help as well.

Namjoon was on the phone and Jimin was on his way over to you.

"Jagi, I'm so sorry..." he whispered, looking down in remorse. You sobbed loudly and threw your arms around his neck.

"Jimin. Jimin. Jimin," you repeated over and over again.

All you could think about was him. That's all you wanted to think about.

You held onto him and he kept you wrapped up in his arms as Namjoon was speaking to the police. Jimin pet your hair and rubbed your back soothingly.

"It's alright, Jagi... We won't let you go again. I promise," he whispered.

You nodded and buried your face in his chest and let his words sooth your racing heart.

-_-_-_-_-_-

It had been about a week since the incident with the fake father and Jimin seemed to have forgotten that you had kissed him.

Things went about as they had been for a long while and you were a little less than pleased that Jimin seemed to be ignoring your feelings for him. Had your kiss been nothing?

You had been certain that only people who liked each other did things of that nature.

For the past couple of days you had been watching some romantic movies to give you some inspiration to get Jimin in your bed. You knew that you were attractive. You could see that Jimin found you pretty, because he always looked at you for a little while longer than you thought the other boys did.

Perhaps you were over thinking something simple, but it matter that Jimin be with you romantically, and you wanted him to love you the way that you loved him.

You were wearing particularly short shorts one day.

It was all part of the plan to see if Jimin was really interested in you.

You were sitting on the counter in the kitchen with your legs cross as you were looking through a book that Yoongi had suggested to you a few days ago.

The sound of feet coming down the stairs captured your attention more than the words on the page. Jimin came around the corner and saw you perched up on the counter top. A soft smile graced his face as he approached you.

"Good morning Jagi, how are you today?" he asked, getting closer to you.

You gave him a thumbs up and smiled as well.

"That's great, what are you reading?"

He walked over and looked over your shoulder, placing his hand on your waist. The feeling of his hand on your body made your skin tingle with pleasure. Jimin seemed more interested in the book that you, but you leaned back into him. He supported your weight and continued inspecting the book that you were holding. You wondered if he really was that interested in what you were reading or not, but you decided to not think about it that deeply.

You set the book down on the counter and Jimin helped you down. He started a conversation about a movie he had watched recently and was telling you his opinions on it when you casually knocked the book off the counter behind you. You made an exasperated sighing sound and Jimin laughed lightly. You turned your back to him and bent over, grasping the book in your hands.

Jimin stopped laughing.

You picked the book up and straightened up and turned to see a very wide eyed Jimin.

"A-Ass- I mean as! As I was saying..."

And with that, the whole encounter seemed forgotten.

-_-_-_-_-_-

It had been a few more days and you were tired of pretending. You wanted to tell Jimin. You wanted to tell him what was going to happen to you if you didn't sleep with him. He had to know.

You wanted to tell him what your true identity was and who you really were.

But how could you?

How could you put that kind of pressure on the one you love?

'I'm a mermaid from the ocean and if you don't sleep with me by tomorrow I'll be dead.'

Yeah, like that doesn't have any negative connotations to it.

Your chest was aching again, like it had been for the past couple of days. Ever since you had kissed Jimin, it seemed to be getting worse and worse the longer the two of you were apart. It really was hard to disguise, purely because of how painful it was. You would gasp in pain and everyone would look at you, ready to jump into action if it mean helping you in any way.

However, this was your last night here.

If you didn't get Jimin to sleep with you, when the sun rose the next morning, your heart would stop.

Namjoon and Yoongi were out of town for a few days, working together on some project that they had been collaborating on for the past few months.

Taehyung, Jungkook and Hobi were all out at a hockey game for the night and wouldn't be back until the next day.

And Jin was at a meeting for his insurance company that he had gotten invited to. He did invite you as well, wondering if you wanted to be his date, but you had declined, saying you weren't feeling that well.

It was just you and Jimin.

It was all too cliched really, but it would have to do.

You had to show him.

And you had to do it now.

Jimin's door looked intimidating down the longer you looked at it. This was going to be the make or break moment.

Your hand reached out shakily to knock on the door.

Knock.

Knock..

Knock...

You waited.

Jimin appeared behind the door a few moments later. Once he saw you a bright smile took over his features. You returned the expression and pointed towards the stairs.

He seemed to understand and follow you.

Once the two of you were in the living room you grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and wrote:

Jimin, I need you to do something for me.

He read over your words and looked up.

"Sure Jagi, anything you need."

I need you to sleep with me.

You handed the paper back over and Jimin almost dropped it in shock.

"W-What do you mean sleep with you? Intimately? I can't do that Jagi, it would be wrong."

Jimin, I'm different than you. And if you don't sleep with me, I'll die.

He scoffed when he read your words and placed the paper on the counter carefully.

"Jagi, wanting to sleep together is a serious commitment to another person. It's only reserved for people you love and cherish. And what do you mean you're different?"

He didn't believe you...

You knew he wasn't going to right off the bat, but still, his words stung. Grabbing the paper, you wrote again.

Let me show you.

Jimin sighed and set the paper down.

"Jagi-"

You held up your hand and grabbed his wrist. You lead him to the bathroom. He seemed confused, but remained silent.

Without giving any warning, you began to strip.

Jimin raced to cover his eyes and was shouting protests at you, but you continued.

You had drawn a bath and set foot inside of the tub. The feeling of the water racing up your legs and creating your fin caused you so much joy. It had been a while since you were in your truest form.

"Jimin," you said, as it was the only word you could properly pronounce.

He peeled his hands away from his eyes for a moment and saw your fin and gasped in surprise.

"W-what... Jagi?" he gave you a questioning look, although, came closer.

He kneeled down next to the bathtub and took in the sight of your fin. He was admiring you... Not judging like you had prepared yourself for.

His hand reached out to touch your fin, and you allowed it. You watched as he ran his hand along your scales, reveling in the sensation it gave you.

"Y-you're a-a mermaid?" he asked, looking into your eyes.

You nodded and smiled, finally able to show him who you truly were.

"That's why we found you naked on the sea shore... A-And why you can't speak and... everything makes so much sense now... Oh Jagi, I'm so sorry for everything we've put you through, it's our fault. Forgive me," he said with remorse in his voice.

You reached out and placed your hand on his cheek, gently stroking it with the pad of your thumb.

Jimin leaned into your touch and you were happy to see him in such a manner.

"Wait, what was the whole sleeping with me business about? Why will you die if you don't?" he asked.

Always questioning everything he was.

You pointed towards the pen and paper out in the kitchen. Jimin raced to fetch it for you, bringing it back like a dutiful pup.

Because I love you. And if mermaids don't consummate their relationships within a certain time frame, our heart stops, from lack of love.

Jimin read your words carefully and he seemed to be at a loss for what to say.

"You love me...?" He asked, looking up with such a sweet expression, it almost hurt.

Of course I do... You saved me, Jimin. And I will forever be thankful for you. My heart will always be yours.

Once the words were written, Jimin quickly took the paper back from you and read it rapidly.

He was silent and still for a long time.

You were curious as to what he was thinking about. You comically waved your hand in front of his face.

Suddenly, he threw the paper pad down and smashed his lips against yours.

Shock overcame your body.

Jimin was kissing you. He was kissing you from his own free will.

Without much warning, Jimin was pulling you out of the water and into his arms. He rested his forehead against your for a moment, breathing heavily.

"How long does it take for you to get your legs back? Cause I really need to be between them," he said in such a smooth tone.

You could feel the pulling sensation. It was happening right now. Jimin seemed to notice because when he looked down at where your fin had been previously, two bare legs now took it's place.

"Thank God."

With that, he was heading towards the stairs. You hung on and kissed his neck gently, giving him little nips and love bites every so often. Jimin groaned when you pulled on his hair lightly. You smiled and bit down on his ear, pulling slightly.

You were really just going off of what the movies had shown you. This was rather normal for the beginning portion..

Wasn't it?

Jimin had made it to your room and kicked open the door and walked in. He set you on the bed carefully and hovered over your frame with desire building behind his eyes.

You felt heat rushing in between your thighs and you were so excited for what Jimin had in store for you.

His lips trailed down your body, touching the bare skin that was already revealed to him.

"You're so beautiful. I noticed it the moment I saw you from the cliff, I saw your hair and beautiful body and knew that you had to be saved... God you're perfect," he groaned, kissing your legs gently.

A soft little moan escaped you as he started getting closer and closer to your center. A wave of shyness came over you and you brought your legs together hesitantly.

Jimin smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips.

"You can trust me Jagi, I will make love to you tonight," he said.

You eased your legs apart and did as he asked. Jimin pressed a soft kiss to the inside of your knee and then the inside of your thighs.

Then, his lips touched your core. You moaned loudly and Jimin smiled as he licked a stripe right up your slit. The sensation was wonderful, you could barely take it. If this is what sex was all about, you were wondering why women always said it hurt the first time. This felt incredible. Jimin took a finger and eased it inside of you, not realizing your virgin status. A sharp pain erupted inside of you. Jimin looked at you with curiosity, then it seemed to click. He was going to be your first.

"Wait, Jagi... Have you never done this before?"

You shook your head and Jimin gave you an endearing smile.

"I'm going to make you feel so good Jagi, I promise," he said kissing you as a means to seal his word. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him even closer.

His body seemed to mold to yours and he felt so warm in between your legs. His fingers started to ease into you again, causing the aching pain you had felt earlier to resurface. You grabbed onto Jimin's shoulder and dealt with the pain.

Jimin seemed to notice your expression and pressed down on a little bundle of nerves at the top of your sex. You gasped as pleasure erupted through you, making your mouth drop open. Jimin smiled at your expression and kissed your jaw lovingly. The sensation of his fingers inside of you became more and more pleasurable the longer they were there, making you wetter and wetter. Jimin seemed to notice your slick center because soon, his mouth was attaching to your core.

You grabbed onto his shirt and tugged on it as indescribable amounts of pleasure went through you. The feeling of Jimin's lips on your center was incredible. The soft, plushness of his lips was heavenly against your womanhood.

Immediately, he swirled his tongue around your bud. He made lewd sucking sounds as he tried to bring you pleasure.

Jimin was effected just as much as you were because he was groaning into your center. You watched as Jimin's eyebrows lifted and his eyes closed. He looked so innocent, considering what he was doing. His taste buds were full of you and that's all he cared about. Finally he could do what he wanted to for months. He was with you intimately.

The sensation of his mouth against your lower lips was wonderful, but he pulled away rather quickly. You whined at the loss and Jimin silenced you with his lips.

He wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you over him. You smiled and started pulling on his shirt. Jimin understood and got his shirt off quickly. You stared at his form in front of you. He was incredibly strong and his body was lithe and beautiful. You were almost jealous at how his skin shone in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in your chest. You gasped and looked at the clock. It was five minutes to midnight.

There was no more time for foreplay, you had to get going. Jimin looked at you with concern and you pointed towards the clock. He understood and got you on your back yet again. He pulled his pants and boxers off quickly, revealing his

Then he was grabbing a small box, which you could only assume were condoms. He rolled on the rubber and approached you.

No nerves wracked your body like you had expected. All you could feel was love and affection coming from Jimin, and that made your decision to be together that much sweeter.

You felt Jimin's hot member brush against your core and you moaned loudly. Jimin smirked and kissed your neck, then up to your lips. The pain in your chest was getting worse, but Jimin was about to save your life.

"This will hurt, Jagi... There's not much I can do about that, but, it'll feel good in a few seconds," he said before starting to push inside.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and bit down on his shoulder. A pressure inside of you was burning and it hurt rather badly. How did women enjoy this?

Jimin was easing inside of you, careful to not hurt you more than he could help. Finally, he hit the barrier inside of you. He looked into your eyes, as if asking for permission, you nodded.

He understood and pushed past it, breaking your virginity. You yelped in pain and Jimin kissed you deeply. Tears fell from your eyes as you kissed him back. All the emotions from the past months were finally free and you couldn't feel better. Other than the throbbing pain inside of your core.

You felt Jimin's hips meet yours and he came to a stop. You two were connected.

"Fuck you're so tight... Holy shit," he moaned.

A smile graced your features as Jimin lost himself above you. He gave you a few moments to catch your breath and to adjust before he eased back and then pushed himself forwards again.

The sensation was odd, but not off putting. You moaned silently, still feeling the sting of your lost innocence. But, it was starting to give way to pleasure. The feeling of his large length massaging your inner walls was starting to become and overwhelming sensation. The longer Jimin pushed his hips against yours, the more pleasure you felt.

You started moaning a bit louder, really feeling the pleasure from his ministrations.

Jimin seemed just a wrecked as you were, he was biting his lips in pleasure and groaning explicit phrases into your ear as he made love to you.

There was a distinct difference between fucking and making love.

Fucking was something done for pleasure, something to get each other off. Or just one if your partner is a dick.

But making love was different. It was all about the connection between the two people partaking in this event. Not all couples make love, but you and Jimin were.

You were curious for how long he had held feelings for you, but you didn't ask. You simply let him pleasure you and you to him.

Because all that mattered was the two of you.

No one else would know what you felt right now, besides yourself. Jimin's length was large and it was buried deep inside of you. You looked down and saw where the two of you were connected and you moaned at the sight. Watching his cock disappear in side of you was such an alluring sight. Making your mouth water with the eroticism.

Jimin looked down as well, watching your lower lips swallow his length, now with much more ease than at the beginning of this experience.

Every subtle shift in your frame, Jimin could feel. That's how tight you were to him. Everything you did, every breath you took was something that he could experience second hand. And he wasn't sure how long he could take that for.

Jimin bucked inside of you a little harder, testing the waters to see what you could take and what you couldn't. You let out a yelp of pleasure, gripping onto his shoulders.

He decided it was time for a change of position. He pulled out of your dripping center and pulled you into his arms. He moved so your back was to him and so that you were sitting on his thighs.

Slowly, he helped you ease yourself down onto his cock yet again. The full sensation being a welcome friend at this point. Jimin groaned into your neck at the feeling of you wrapped around him.

Together, the two of you bounced up and down to get you closer and closer to your highs that were approaching rather quickly.

It was almost depressing. You didn't want this experience to end. But, the pleasure was getting to be too much. Jimin was so large inside of you and you couldn't help the tensing coil that was inside your center snapping when it did.

Your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks and you trembled against Jimin. He couldn't take your squeezing and finished as well, bucking into you, helping prolong your orgasm.

The two of you were gasping for breath as you slowly were lowered down onto the mattress by Jimin. He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up before coming back to you and wrapping you up in his arms.

You looked at the ceiling in astonishment and exhaustion when you felt Jimin's lips against your neck. You turned and looked at him and saw a sweet smile on his face.

"You're so beautiful... I-I love you, ___."

Your heart almost burst with joy. The words you had so desperately wanted to hear for the past seven or eight months had finally been uttered.

"Jimin..."

His name on your tongue was like a drug, he knew he would never want to stop hearing it. He pulled you close and brought you under the covers. You smiled and kissed his toned chest.

You felt more at peace with your self than you had in a long time.

And that felt good.