Ten

Author POV

It was the fourth week working for Big Hit as BTS personal traveling physician. You were running around Big Hit, looking for your new station. A doctor's station set up and you couldn't be any happier. Big Hit took care of you and you loved it. Having all of your heavy equipment here made everything easier. And what you would need every day, your new salary provided the rest.

After the altercation between Jimin and Jin in the kitchen, everyone settled down. No one made a pass at you and no one was uncomfortable. You actually got to bond with the boys and started to like them because they were all genuinely kind. You know, except for their normal male assholeness.

They respected you. You respected them. You got to learn how to cook with Jin. He was a great teacher and made it fun. Namjoon taught you how to organize your Funko Pop! collection, one that tripled in size when your first paycheck hit. Yoongi helped you fix your iPad and Macbook and gave you computer software to log everything in charts. Hoseok taught you how to dance and every night, you'd go down to his private studio and workout. Dancing was a lot better than lifting weights so you enjoyed it. The maknae line taught you all about gaming. Taehyung and Jimin forced you to play Fortnight while Jungkook let you be Widowmaker in Overwatch.

Everything was perfect.

Your private living quarters were almost ready so a part of you dreaded it. You didn't want to leave the boys.

Just thinking about them not being around when you got up in the morning hurt your heart.

You sighed as you dumped yourself into your leather desk chair. You pulled charts, organized massage schedules and vitamin intake, ordered new ace bandages and answered a call from Sejin. He was proud of you.

"Thank you, Manager-nim. I'm so honored that you think that way about me," You said with a smile. "I love working with them. They make my job easy."

Sejin laughed over the line. "You're turning them into men, Layla. Don't stop what you're doing."

"I won't. I'll do right by them."

"I'm sure you will. Goodbye, Layla."

You said your goodbyes when an exhausted looking Jimin walked in. His blonde hair was messy and a few strands stuck to his forehead. He was glistening with sweat and his shirt was almost see through from it. He was hot. Like really hot.

You shook your head, getting rid of the spicy thoughts consuming it. "What can I do for you, Jimin?" You asked while you pressed the end of your ink pen to your lips.

"Ugh," he said and grabbed a cloth from his pocket to wipe his brow, "You hungry?"

You shrugged. "I mean yeah, I could eat. Do you wanna go somewhere together?"

Jimin smirked and shoved his hair out of his eyes. You gulped at the sight. What was happening to you?

"Yeah, I was thinking Yang Good. I heard they have great lamb skewers and I'd love to try it."

"Okay, cool. I'll just clean up here and you can come get me when your done having a shower." I smiled. "You stink."

We both laughed and he stood up, straightening his shirt and then shoving his hands in his pockets. "Right. I'll make the reservations and then shower. I'll come back in forty-five minutes or so."

"Okay, Jimin. I can't wait."

He blinked in surprised and then broke into a toothy grin. "Cool."

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He held the door open for you as you walked into the restaurant and you thanked him. Jimin was in his oversized sweater and track pants and a simple black hat. You were ushered to the back of the place and were placed in a private dining area. The waiter came and took your order and soon placed your drinks on the table.

"What can I get for you tonight, Mr. Park?" The waiter said as he fiddled with his apron. He was nervous and I could tell he was a fan.

"Just Jimin is fine." He shyly smiled. "Can I order for you, Layla?"

I nodded. "Sure, Mister Jimin." I said smirking. He blushed and cleared his throat. I didn't know it before, but I do now.

Jimin is pretty when he's blushing.

"Uh, we'll both have the Lamb skewers with Kimchi and rice as the side. Could you also bring a bottle of soju?"

The waiter nodded. "Y-yes Mr. Park-k, I mean Mr. J-", he paused and composed himself. "Right away, Jimin."

He hurried off and Jimin sighed.

"What is it?"

"The Hyungs think that this is a date." He blushed. "I ugh, I didn't correct them."

He folded my hands in my lap and winked. "Is this a date, Jiminie?"

He blushed again and took a sip of his water. "I ugh, no...No-no, maybe? Do you-" he took a deep breath. "Is it okay for this to be a date?"

I looked into his eyes and I melted.

"Sure." I smiled. "I'd like that."

He blushed. "Okay."

"Okay."

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You arrived back at the dorm late at night. The dinner with Jimin was sweet and fun. You could really talk to him and the friendship that was blooming was wonderful. You hugged goodnight and both went to your own rooms. Hours passed and you still couldn't sleep. Jimin was on your mind and you didn't know what to do or how to handle it.

You flipped over.

You kicked the covers off.

You rolled to the other side of the bed.

Then nothing happened. You still couldn't sleep.

A knock sounded at your door and then a sleepy Jimin walked in. His hair was in a mess and his sleep pants hung low on his waist. You could see him abs and the deep v below his waist. You swallowed hard and looked up out him.

"Can't sleep. Can you?" He whines.

You shake your head. "No."

He runs his hands through his hair and looks at you. His eyes full of a familiar emotion. The emotion that you're displaying as well.

Hot attraction.

You sit up on the bed and motion him forward. He slowly walks to you and when he gets to your bed, you pull down beside you. You're face to face and your noses are touching. Your breaths are coming out fast and so is his.

"Hi." You murmur.

"Hi." He says back. "Are we cuddling?"

You move closer nuzzling your face into his neck. You take in his scent and your mouth waters. He smells so good, you thought.

"Good night," he whispered, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You giggled and moved in closer. Any closer and you'd be completely connected to him. Although, that doesn't sound like that bad of an idea.

"Good night, Jiminie," you whispered back. Jimin's hands wrapped around your waist and in the process, your tank lifted up in the back.

You jerked back at the tingles that shot through your body. Your stomach clenched as you sucked in a breath. Jimin brought his face closer to yours and slowly lifted your chin.

You bit your lip and closed your eyes as Jimin kissed your jaw.

"Jimin..." You moan.

"Hmm?" He kissed down your jaw to your neck and back up again. Your hands went to his hair, gripping the blonde locks and tugging.

Jimin let out a moan. "Layla, don't do that...."

"Why not?" You asked, throwing your leg over his.

"Ill -fuck-" His grip tightens on your waist as you begin the assault on his jaw. "Oh, God."

You push him back and straddle him. You can feel his hardening length under your covered heat. "I want you." You begged. "Please, I know you want me too."

His hands travel up your thighs. "Layla, I can't."

"Why not?"

"I can't use you like this."

You stared into his light brown eyes that were shining bright in the moonlight coming from your window. His breaths were coming out fast and his hair was pushed back, revealing his beautiful face.

"Use me."

His lips crashed into yours. This was your first time kissing Jimin and you were hooked.

Jimin moved his way up toward the headboard, while never letting go of you. Your tongues are a tangled mess, your body is slowly grinding against him and Jimin is moaning at every touch. You both break the kiss long enough to remove your shirts, before you're back to business. 

Lips connected and tongues dancing, Jimin grinds himself into you and your back arched. He begins to kiss your neck as you moan, enjoying every touch.  He pulled away and put both hands on each side of your face and looked you in the eyes. "Do you want this," he whispered.

You pushed his hands away and trailed your finger across his bottom lip. He sucked in a breath when you pulled it down and he smirked. "I want you."

"Show me."

You crawled down to rest in between his legs. Jimin watched every move you made; his eyes burned with passion and excitement, waiting to see what you would do next.

You looked up at him through your lashes as you slowly pulled his sleep pants down, releasing his hard member. Jimin lifted up so you could toss his pants on your floor. You looked back at him and Jimin nodded.

"Show me what you got." 

You grabbed his length at the base and brought your lips to the tip. When your lips connected and warm mouth went around the head, he grabbed the top of your head and slowly pushed you down. A deep groan escaped his chest when you started to work one hand up and down the shaft and tongue dancing around the top; spreading spit and his precum at the same time.

He had never had someone do this as good as you. Every person he was with was mediocre, but you? You were a god send....or something the devil sent to unman him. He watched you bob up and down, going deeper until you reached the base.

"Oh my god, Layla."  He moaned out. He wasn't sure how long he would last with your amazing mouth, so he pulled you up and pressed his lips against yours. In a swift motion, you were on your back and he was holding himself over you, attacking your mouth with enough force that your teeth clashed together.

"Layla, I've got to be inside of you." He said after he pulled away. He ground his hips into you and you gasped.

"Do it...please."

"You really want this? You really want me?"

"God, Jimin. I need you. Now."

He reaches down and pulls your shorts and painties off and throwed them with his in the floor. Jimin's eyes grazed over your body from head to toe; eyes stopping for a moment on your pert nipples for he attacks them. You throw your head back and moan his name. 

"I don't have a condom." He said against your skin.

"I don't fucking care." You moan as he tugs on your nipple and then flicks it with his tongue. 

He lifts up and aligned himself with your slick entrance. "Ready?" He asked then you nodded your head. He slowly sinks into you and you both gasp. His full length stretched you out way more than you've ever taken before. He lowered down on top of you and kissed you sweetly before slowly thrusting in and out of you. Your arms hooked around his neck and you pulled him close, lifting your body to meet each thrust.

You lift your head to gain access to his neck and started to suck gently behind is ear. 

"Baby...don't do t-that," he moaned. He grabbed your leg and placed it over his shoulder and started to pound harder. The angle he was at, hit the exact spot you needed. Each thrust, each moan, each kiss heightened every sense if your being. The rain started to fall out side in a hard down pour. It relaxed you both and you focused on just making each other feel good. Feel happy.

You hooked you other leg around his ass and pushed him harder against you and you both moaned louder than you have ever moaned in your lives. You didn't care about anyone hearing you. You didn't care what anyone thought.

All you cared about was Jimin. All he cared about was you.

"Layla, I'm gonna cum," Jimin moaned in your ear. His thrusts started to get harder and harder. Your moans got louder and louder. "Are you c-close? I-I can't last much l-longer."

"Yes, b-babe, I'm cl- oh my god," You screamed, your hands go into his hair and you pulled hard, causing a hiss to come from Jimin. He rocked his hips harder into you, then started attacking your lips once more. Faster and faster your climax was coming. You felt it in your stomach. It clenched and your leg pushed Jimin harder into you once more. You groaned and your climax was fucked out of you hard and hot. You screamed his name and tightened up around him as he came undone. You felt his hot cum slap against your walls as you both slowed down, riding out each others orgasm.

He collapsed against you and buried his face in your hair while you ran you fingers up and down his back. You could feel him softening inside of you. You laid together for a moment before he slowly pulled out of you and rolled onto his back next to you.

"That has got to be the best sex I've ever had." He sighed. You rolled over onto your side and so did he. He grabbed the comforter and pulled it over you both. He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer. His arm was behind your neck and his other arm across your waist. You smiled at him and placed a quick peck on the tip of his nose. 

"Ditto," You said back. 

You both snuggled into the covers. You talked, laughed and lazily kissed until the early morning sun started to shine through the window.

"We should get some sleep," You said poking his chest. "You, Mister Jimin, have a recording session in four hours."

He smiled at you and kissed your cheek, then pulled you close. Your head rested on his bare chest. Your hair was splayed across his chest and you could hear his heart beating. "I could lay like this all day and be completely happy."

"Ditto," He said kissing the top of your head. "Ditto."

For the next few minutes, all that was heard was the sounds of you breathing and Jimin's heartbeat. Your eyes fluttered closed and you fell asleep in the arms of someone who made you happy.

And that was the biggest turn on of them all.