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maidenof-thesea · 5 years ago

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Snakes & Butterflies | Part XI

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Soulmate Au!, Fluff, Angst, Smut (in the future)

Words: 3.8k

Warning: minor swearing

Note: I’m really sorry that I haven’t posted in a while!! This quarantine is making me lazy but I was inspired today. Just a little warning this quarantine has me really desperate if you catch my drift ;) ANYWAYS I hope you enjoy!

Reminder: * conversations in Korean *

Say anything, Y/N. Talk about the weather!

But I couldn’t. I couldn’t think of anything else, except for what happened last night. I felt my heart just race, remembering Jimin’s expression last night. I hope my face isn’t red. I couldn’t pinpoint what emotion overcame me last night. I have been attracted to other people before, and I’m pretty sure it's normal to fantasize about celebrities, such as Adam Driver. Whatever I was feeling last night was nothing like attraction...it felt more sexual...OH MY GO-

“Y/N?” Jimin said as he waved his hand in my face. I flinched away, causing him to flinch as well. “What’s the matter? You’re breathing heavily.”

“Wow!” I exclaimed, I flinched once more. I was unnecessarily loud. “This weather is something else, oh are we here? Cool!”

I then hop out of my jeep, Jimin quickly scrambles to follow me into Petco. I quickly pull out my phone and open the notes application. I found the file of Yuki’s favorite treats and what cat food she likes best. I didn't notice that Jimin went ahead and got a cart until he gently bumped into me.

“Lead the way,” Jimin said with a dazzling smile. I felt a pain blossom in my chest. I felt my eyes water and before he could notice I cleared my throat and furiously began to blink my eyes to keep the tears at bay. I felt my face turn red once I remembered my breakdown in the shower yesterday. I walked ahead of him to the cat food aisle. There were people with their dogs shopping and kids excitedly looking at the aquariums and other animals they had displayed.

Once we turned into the familiar aisle, an excited familiar voice shouted out.

“Miss!” said the familiar employee, as he put down a couple packages of cat food. I felt Jimin stiffen by me. “I was wondering why you haven’t come this week!”

“Oh,” I sighed, ruffling my hair nervously, I inconspicuously glanced at his nametag. “Hi, Junhong, how have you been?”

“Good,” He said smiling and also ruffling his hair. I had to look up at him to get a good look at his face. He had a couple of new piercings in his ears and his tattoos were seen through the white longsleeve he wore under his uniform. “Did you run out of cat food for Yuki?”

“Yea,” I said sheepishly, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I forgot to buy some, I usually come before-”

“Before you run out,” Junhong finished for me. Jimin then clears his throat and Junhong quickly glances at him but simply smiles. “I was actually in the middle of stocking, but there should be some of the cat food you usually buy in the back, Jongup will give it to you.”

I politely nodded and started heading toward the back, not hearing him radio his coworker.

“Hyung,” Junhong said into his radio. “The noona you like is back! She’s on her way to the back, don’t mess up!”

Jimin

Here I was thinking that if I came along with her on this shopping trip, I could finally be alone with Y/N but even here I am competing against all these guys. Even with me there right next to her, this guy-Jongup I guess is his name-- literally sprints from wherever he was in the back and shamelessly stares at her as he attempts to hand her a huge bag of cat food.

“I got this,” I say stepping between them to grab the cat food. He looks startled almost as if he didn’t even realize I was there. Seriously…

“Thank you,” Y/N says with her signature smile and just as she’s about to turn around, the guy speaks up.

“How’s Yuki doing?” Jongup says attempting to start a conversation. All the while he keeps glancing at me, confusion evident in his eyes. “She hasn’t come in a while, doesn’t she need her claws cut?”

“She’s fine,” Y/N replies nonchalantly, inclining her head in confusion. “I think I set an appointment sometime next month for her to get groomed..”

“You usually come every month for that…” he says. The guy is starting to get on my nerves.

“Yea, money is a little tight, plus I have guests now..” Y/N said, this time I could tell she was feeling a little awkward. He takes another glance at me, much to my annoyance, she notices this time. “Oh, this is Jimin, my friend. He just offered to come help me, plus we have plans after this...”

“We should go, the others must be waiting,” I say feeling a bit pleased that she referred to me as a friend instead of as a guest.

“Oh,” Jongup says in realization. “Anyway do you think you have some spare time next weekend? Zelo-I mean Junhong and I were competing in this dance competition at the festival for charity…maybe we can have dinner after?”

Why can’t this guy take a hint?

All the while he was talking, he was nervously pulling his sleeves up, revealing his Mark. His Mark was a faded marble. Faded..his Soulmate..

“Sure that seems like fun,” Y/N replies with a soft smile, I felt my heart drop. “Maybe the other guests would enjoy that!”

In spite of her agreeing, Jongup didn’t seem pleased with her answer. Of course she wants to go as a group. I guess Jungkook was right, she is quite clueless about dating(Much to my relief). She doesn’t even know he’s asking her out. It’s not her fault though, this guy has probably never asked out a girl... he probably never had the chance to, but still. It wasn’t like I was gonna let him.

But wait.

Is this normal behavior? I’m sure people have weird ways of mourning, I’m not really one to judge. I only did that because I was so sure Y/N rejected me, but would I have done the same if she died? I take one more quick glance at his Mark, it doesn’t seem to be too faded away, so his Soulmate must have died not too long ago. Why does it seem that this guy seems so sure of himself? He’s not even nervous about who I am. Maybe I’m overreacting. But-

“Jimin?” Y/N said quietly. I flinch and I realized they were both staring at me. “You and Hobi both majored in dance right?”

“Yea,” I shrugged. “Hyung majored in hip hop and I did more contemporary..”

“Oh!” Jongup said excitedly. “Are you Korean?”

“Yes,” I replied. “We should really get going Y/N. I’m sure Jin-hyung is losing his mind.”

“Oh yea!” She says and her eyes go wide in fear. She pulls out her phone and it starts ringing, she quickly answers. “I’m on my way! Yes I know! Yea we can go when I drop off the stuff.”

“Bye Jongup!” Y/N says as she rushes to push the cart to the cat litter aisle, leaving me alone with Jongup.

“It’s fascinating,” Jongup says with a smile. “There’s not a lot of Korean people in this town, so it's quite surprising to see you here.”

I shrug and I start to walk after Y/N, not really in the mood to have small talk, but he follows.

“See you next weekend!” Y/N says coming from the aisle, and she quickly gestures for me to take the cart. “I have to go get some fancy feasts! I have a coupon!”

Once she came back, she paid and we started heading back to her Jeep. She quickly hops into the driver's seat and we head back home. Once we are halfway, is when I start to feel nervous. I want to ask how she got so friendly with those employees but I’m not sure if that was overstepping any boundaries. It was at this moment I felt envious towards Taehyung. Even Jungkook for that matter, they would have not hesitate to ask her how she knows them.

“Jimin,” Y/N sighs. I felt tense. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Go ahead,” I replied nervously. “You can ask me anything.”

“Do you perhaps hate me?” She asks, clutching the steering wheel. “I don’t understand you...the past two days you seem -”

“I don’t hate you,” I answered feeling tears pool in my eyes. “I could never hate you, why-”

“If not,” Y/N interrupts me. “Have I done or said anything to upset you?”

“Why are you asking me this?”

“Because you were my first friend.” Y/N says putting the car in park. I didn’t even realize we were on the driveway. “I understand that just because we were childhood friends, it doesn’t exactly mean we have to be friends now.”

“What are you talking about? Of course we’re friends!” I say in disbelief but a part of me understood what she was saying. The me from yesterday would agree with her. Before I found out about her Mark. “Listen I’m sorry about yesterday, I shouldn’t have gotten angry and left with that girl, she only approached me because of you and-”

“What?”

FUCK

“The girl you went to the rave with knows me?” I say confused. Her face flashes in my eyes and I feel my spine stiffen and my heart drop. I quickly pull out my phone and open Instagram. I quickly scrolled past the cat pictures and in my friend suggestions was her. Her most recent post was Jimin and her. “Melanie Cruz…”

“Y/N?” Jimin says nervously. I felt my eyes spring with tears and the air felt so thick, I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Why do you always wear sweaters?” Melanie sneered. “Aren’t you hot? Or are you hiding something?”

“Y/N?”

“Where’s your sweater loser?” Melanie laughed with her friends. “Have you tried the bathroom?”

“Aww,” Melanie sighs from behind me. There my sweater was in a clogged toilet. Soiled. “Well at least you have your T-shirt still..”

“Why are you still wearing your PE shirt!” Melanie says as she slams me against the locker room door, leaving me dazed from the impact. Before I could stop her, she forces my sleeves down and I hear her gasp. “Here I thought you had a really embarrassing Mark like a rat or something but you don’t even have one! Wait until the whole school finds out!”

“Y/n!” Jimin shouts and I flinch. He’s shaking my shoulder and before he reaches up to wipe my tears, I shove him away. He looks at me in shock and I stare right back. Did he know? Did she tell him? I unconsciously clutched my arm and his eyes followed my movement and his eyes filled with regret. He knew. “It doesn’t even matter! I don’t ca-”

“Let’s go!” Jin sings songs from the porch, startling the both of us. I quickly grab the sunglasses from the console and put them on right before Jin could lean into my open window. Jimin is rigid in the passenger seat. “Why didn’t you text me back? Where do they sell napa cabbage? Everything okay here?”

I nod and smile the best I could but Jin didn’t really look convinced. Before he could question us further on it though, out came the rest of the boys.

“So I fed Yuki a fancy feast Y/N,” Namjoon says. “But I really think you should trim her claws. She scratched me!”

“Hyung,” Jungkook said, rolling his eyes. “I told you that she only lets Noona pet her while she eats...Yuki is a rescue pet and only trusts Noona around her hunt...what’s the matter Noona?”

“Are you all coming to get supplies for side dishes?” I ask, grateful that my voice didn’t waver but also ignoring Jungkook’s piercing gaze. Taehyung was also trying to get Jimin’s attention. Both Yoongi and Hobi were swinging their clasped hands and waiting by the SUV.

“I told them that we would need help carrying everything and that I would only need 2 extra people but they all insist on coming.” Jin sighs. “We probably have to go in the SUV.”

“Um okay,” I sigh awkwardly, sliding out of the car but before I closed it, I noticed a USB on the floor wedged between the door and the seat, I quickly put it in my pocket and closed the door. Everyone else headed to the sidewalk where the SUV was parked. “Jin?”

“Yea?” He asked, already unlocking the door to the SUV.

“I’m gonna just stay and take a shower,” I say shrugging my hair. From the corner of my eye, I see Jimin freeze and turn around and face me real quick. “Plus I feel a headache coming.”

“But I don’t know where to go..” Jin says reluctantly.

“I know where to go hyung!” Jungkook says helpful and I felt my body sigh in relief. Jin still seemed unsure but he shrugged his shoulders and hopped into the driver’s seat. I quickly glanced at Jimin and he was staring at me intensely. I’m sure he wanted to ask me a lot of questions and even though I was horrified at the thought of him possibly being disgusted by me, I really wanted to know what he meant about not caring. Did he not care that I don’t have a Mark? Or does he not care about what she may have said about me?

As the rest of the guys are getting in the SUV, I open the trunk of the jeep so that I could start carrying Yuki’s things inside. I placed a couple of light things into a spare box I had. Just as I turn around with a box of supplies, Jimin quickly takes it from my grasp.

“Hyung!” Jimin shouts. “I’m staying too!”

Without waiting for a response, Jimin starts heading up the pathway to the house, leaving me to follow him. I wave to the boys as they drive away and before I could even turn around, Jimin snatched my wrist and pulled me inside.

“Don’t run away,” Jimin says and his tone is unfamiliar. It sounded angry. “Could you just listen to what I have to say?”

I felt my resolve shake and I was too afraid to look into his eyes. Would his gaze be disgusted or worse filled with pity? I couldn’t bear it if it was pity. The last thing I needed-

“Jimin?”

He hugged me and his shoulders were shaking and I felt water against my neck from where he was tucking his face into my neck. He was crying.

“Why are you crying?” I said and my voice was wavering, I was on the verge of tears myself. “Don’t cry Jimin. Please don’t cry.”

I wrapped my arms around him, with my hands resting against his fluffy hair.

“I’m sorry,” He sobs. “I’m sorry I left without saying goodbye, I’m sorry for leaving you all alone. I didn’t know! I didn’t know that happened to you! They told me you would be okay, but they lied!”

“What are you talking about Jimin?” I say confused, grabbing his face from my neck. I wipe his tears and quickly wipe his nose with my jacket sleeve. “Who lied to you?”

“My grandpa..said you would be fine, you would make lots of friends and live a normal life.”

This whole time...he felt guilty for leaving?

“Jimin,” I sigh. “It’s not your fault.”

“It is!” Jimin yells. “If I never left, I would have never let that bitch bully you.”

“What else did she tell you?” I say letting him go but he grasps my hand leaving it pressed against his cheek. “Besides that?”

“She said that just because you didn’t have a Mark, you wou-” Jimin says but stops abruptly, his face turning red. He takes a step back, not meeting my gaze. I sigh and take a step closer.

“Did she say I messed around alot?”

“N-No!” He stutters and he picks up the box and just about runs into the living room. She did, that bitch. I sigh internally and follow behind him after taking my shoes off, not really paying attention to my surroundings, I end up walking into his back. He stopped in the middle of the hallway. Once more he puts the box down and turns around to face me. I looked up at him, in spite of him being shorter than the others, he was still quite taller than me.

“Did you?” Jimin asks, his tone unreadable. I scoff and glare at him, instead of answering his ridiculous question, I try to walk around him. Once again, he grabs my arm and pulls me closer to him. Something clenched in my body and it was like fire erupted in my lower belly..the same feeling that happened last night.. “Did you mess around Y/N?”

“It must be true if that’s what she told you,” I say annoyed and I yank my arm out of his grasp. I pick up the box and head to the laundry room where I keep Yuki’s supplies. All the while Jimin follows closely behind. “You don’t have to be so protect-UGH”

He had picked me up and placed me on the folding counter. Then he wedged himself in between my legs and once more the fire burned inside my belly and I felt myself blushing furiously.

“I will always be protective of you baby,” Jimin whispered. “I’m just concerned because you haven’t really denied it…”

“Can you not say things like that? And do things like this?” I whisper back, squeezing my eyes and willing the fire to extinguish.

“Say things like what?” Jimin says brushing my hair back from my face. “Do things like what?”

“Say things like ‘baby’ and getting in my personal space,” I whisper. “I keep getting the wrong idea..we’re friends..friends don’t do things like this..”

“I’ll stop if you just answer my question,” Jimin teases and I whine trying to push him away. I feel embarrassed because of my reaction, he must be having fun teasing me like this.

“Why are you so concerned about that?” I ask, feeling shame creep into my heart. “Why aren’t you asking about my Mark?”

Jimin pauses and takes a step back, giving me a break from his intoxicating presence. I felt my face flush in embarrassment when I noticed that my sweater was slightly lifted over my hips, where his hands were. I quickly push my sweater back down and wait for him to respond.

“I figured you would tell me when you were ready,” Jimin sighs, leaning against the washing machine. “I had been wanting to ask you since last night but Namj-”

“Namjoon?” I say in shock. “Namjoon knows too?! Does any-”

“Yes,” Jimin says, quickly stopping me from jumping off the counter by placing his hands on my thighs. “Shh, it’s okay. Namjoon and Jungkook heard her but no one else did. I promise.”

“Okay…” I gasp, feeling the panic go away. He continues to rub my thighs until my breathing returns to normal but I gasp when his mouth presses against my neck. Did he just kiss my neck?

“What are you doing?” I gasp, willing my voice to stay normal but it came out sultry.

“You have to answer my question now.” Jimin whispers, tickling me with his nose. He didn’t even answer my question properly! How did we end up like this? Where do I go from here on? But why does this seem so familiar. I felt the dread stiffen in me when I remembered why Melanie started that rumor. Jimin pulls back from me when he realizes I’m no longer responding to his antics. “Y/N?”

“You want to know why Melanie said I messed around?” I say not meeting his eyes. “Because of what you’re doing. Seducing me.”

“What?”

“You see,” I continue. “Once she told everyone I had no Mark in 8th grade, it was like open season for me. Because I belonged to no one, every boy would try to mess with me. It didn’t matter if I said no, they would still try to touch me, ki-”

“Stop.”

I quickly looked up and Jimin was livid. I felt my body stiffen and I felt like a helpless prey under his gaze. Why does he affect me so much?

“I��m gonna say this one time and one time only Y/N,” Jimin says stepping closer to me. “So listen carefully babe.”

I feel my thighs clench at his tone. In spite of feeling fear, there was a part of me that knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

“Do not ever compare me to those pigs,” Jimin says tucking my hair behind my ear. His gaze lowers to my lips. “I’m sure none of them made you feel like this. I’m sure you felt numb the moment they tried to touch you.”

I felt my eyes widen in surprise. How did he know that? I couldn’t feel a thing when this boy tried to kiss me. It was like my body was incapable of feeling pleasure. But Jimin. It was like Jimin opened this door I didn't even know existed.

“None of them could make you feel alive like me,” Jimin whispers as he leans in. My vision goes blurry and it's almost like time stops. I feel the addicting sensation of his hands resting against my lower back as he scoots me closer.

Thoughts are racing through my head. Is this okay? Can I kiss him? Do I want to kiss him? Will I be satisfied with just a kiss? Will he be sat-

Those thoughts are silenced the moment his pillow plump lips part against mine. The taste of cherry chapstick swirls in my mouth and without realizing it, I had pulled Jimin even closer by his hair. Jimin groans against my mouth and pulls me even closer, encouraging me to wrap my legs around his waist. I gasp when I feel his hands inside my sweater rubbing against my bare back, all the while his wet lips trace my neck, causing me to arch against him. I moan the moment I feel his teeth graze against my collarbone.

He shivers once I pull him off once more by grabbing his hair. His eyes were glazed, lips swollen. I felt a sense of pride. I made him like this. Melanie could never, no other women before me could ever. When I caressed his face he turned his hand, kissing my fingers. My breath hitched when he pushed my sleeve up and kissed my scars, where my Mark should have been, but instead the dagger was there, almost completely faded.

I quickly looked at his arm, and for the first time I felt the overwhelming urge to see his Mark. I go to reach for his arm but I stop myself. As quick as it came, the feeling of pure bliss and desire left my body and I felt shame and guilt creep into my heart.

“What’s the matter?” Jimin says detecting my state. “Did I do something wrong? I should have asked you first, I just got so carried away..”

“Jimin,” I whisper. “Please don’t take this the wrong way...but can I see your Mark?”

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