Jimin hated being a boy sometimes. He groaned loudly as he faced the erection he hated so much. He had tried before, many times but every time he tried to so as much touch himself he would recoil in disgust, hating the way his body felt. So he opted for cold showers. Every morning Jimn would play the cheeriest song he could find as he hopped in the shower and for extra assistance, he would fill up his mind with thoughts of puppies, immediately killing his erection.
And there you were, coffee in one hand as the other scrolled through your phone. With a deep breath, Jimin made his way over to your slouching figure and you waved at him enthusiastically as he got closer.
You can always try again tomorrow. He pouted, cheeks heating up probably embarrassed of his situation but you tried to make him feel as comfortable as you could. You felt bad for him, you really did, you could tell the situation was starting to take a toll on him. Touch you I mean, or tried to touch yourself in front of someon else like guided masturbation.
His eyes widened, his mind going to completely different level. You chuckled, taking his arms putting them around your waist. You closed the gap that was between the two of you, lips fitting perfecly against his.
You took initiative, taking control of the kiss as you led the boy beneath you. His breath getting heavier from the lack of oxygen as well as excitement. Jimin followed your eyes and was horrified by his actions. He halted them as soon as he realised before he started to apologize profusely.
You giggled claiming it was ok but Jimin was already out of the mood, his body feeling weirdly sluggish as he tried to forget the ache between his thighs. He nodded sadly as you placed a kiss on his forehead and leaving his lap so he could go take his famous cold shower. For your second session you had decided to turn the notch up a bit. Jimin was sat across you just like before as you scribbled something on your notebook.
The boy looked at you with wide eyes, the fear swimming in them not going unnoticed which is why you reached for his hand squeezing it comfortingly. You murmured as you stood up to unbutton your jeans as you hurriedly shimmied them off of your body. You only smiled as you sat back down on the couch, your legs falling open, revealing your clothed core.
Jimin sat there, unmoving, scared that he might do something that would embarrass him. You could tell he was affected, from his flushed cheeks to his labored breath. You teasingly ran a finger over your panties, the feather light pressure bringing your sensitive nerves to life as you felt the white cotton become damp. You continued with your ministrations but this time using your middle finger to rub tight circles on your clit, the roughness of the cotton against it making you whine into the air.
Jimin was at a loss for words, blinking furiously as he trained his eyes between your legs, the sounds you were making bringing goosebumps on his skin. Pushing your panties aside, you revealed your swollen and now messy cunt causing the boy across you to groan in frustration.
He whined at your words as he hesitantly revealed himself to you. Jimin screwed his eyes tightly as he tried to not shiver in disgust at the feeling. He began to move his hand. It was messy and fast. You quietly got up from the couch in favor of kneeling in front of the boy who jumped at the feeling of your hand on his.
He whined at your words but obeyed regardless. He nodded quickly at your words as your hand encouraged his to squeeze his cock causing a dollop of cum to ooze from his tip. Jimin watched the sight with glossy eyes, soft moans of your name tumbling out of his red plump lips as he felt his abs clench. You smiled at his reply as you slowly began to pick up the pace, not wanting to startle him. Jimin noticed the change, the volume of his moans increasing with the pace of your hands.
Jimin choked on his breath as his hips fucked up into the fist you both had created, the tears that sat on his his waterline now falling freely down his cheeks. Not wanting to over stimulate him, you kept both of your hands still but still tightly wrapped around his cock until his hips came to a stop. He was shocked as he blinked down at you and you reached up to wipe the wetness against his cheeks before placing soft kisses on his cheeks.
Your words made him gulp nervously as he nodded enthusiastically, his fluffy hair bouncing with the movement. Jungkook was laying next to you, his hand mindlessly skimming against the soft skin of your stomach. It was dead silent after that but not for long, maybe a few seconds. He laughed loudly before leaning down to press a loving kiss against your tummy. You were rendered speechless from his actions. He simply chuckled before he looked up at you.
It felt like the breath had been knocked out of you. As if someone had poured an ice cold bucket of water over your head. You let out a broken sob as reality finally began to set in.
You were having a baby. Jungkook cooed as he brought you into his embrace, your face nuzzling his neck as he ran a hand through your hair and left soft kisses against your forehead. To any outsiders you probably looked like a loving couple, one that was about to have the perfect little family they always dreamed of, but you were far from it. Jungkook rocked the both of you back and forth in hopes that it would calm you down but it seemed to make it worse. Jungkook took in a sharp breath at your words before he pulled back, his hands on your shoulders as he held you at an arm length distance.
He looked at you as if you had stabbed him in his heart. This was falling apart very quickly and you had no idea how to take control of the situation. You gulped as you got up from the bed, hiccups slowly crawled up your throat but you forced them down as you hastily wiped your tears. You took a deep breath before you turned back to him. The panic you had felt earlier was slowly simmering down but it was the opposite for the man across you.
He let out a humorless laugh as he ran a hand through his hair before harshly tugging on the roots of his hair out of frustration. You listen to me! God you had messed up, he was mad but even that was an understatement. Jungkook was fuming. His breathing had started to get erratic so you slowly made your way to him in hopes to help him calm down. You gulped, hesitating but still walked towards him. You placed your hands above where his heart was, his heartbeat was fast and so you did the one thing you knew would calm him down.
You cried. Jungkook liked it when you cried, it showed him that he was in control, that you were dependent on him. It worked, your quiet whimpers brought him out of his reverie. He sighed, frustration still clear in his eyes but he brought you into his arms regardless. You hiccuped, more tears making their way down your face but you were crying for a completely different reason.
You had shown weakness again, you had submitted to Jeon Jungkook once again. You felt the first sign of your pregnancy a week later when you woke up with a strong urge to throw up. You bolted up from the bed as you quickly ran to the bathroom, waking Jungkook up in your frenzy before you fell on your knees in front of the toilet and emptied your stomach contents into the ceramic bowl. Jungkook hurried after you as he kneeled down beside you in concern. He cooed quietly when he realized what was going on, he held your hair back with one hand as the other rubbed soothing circles on your back.
Jungkook stayed by your side through it all, he then helped you to brush your teeth before he led you back to bed again. He held you close in his arms, one hand protectively around your stomach and the other in your hair. You let out a forced chuckle as you looked down at the hand around your stomach. How could you tell him that though? He would flip, but you had to take a chance. He let out a snort before he placed a kiss on your forehead. He was quiet as if he was contemplating his next words. This was not going anywhere, you were going in circles and it was endless.
You knew that you were going to have his baby whether you liked it or not. You were tied down from here on out, trapped with a baby. You could only hope that the new responsibility would change him for the better, for your sake but most importantly for the sake of your child. You laid there until he fell asleep, silent tears trailed down your face. He was controlling, short tempered but then again he was loving so why did you feel so weighed down?
Why did you feel unhappy? So why had life been so cruel to you? These questions ran through your head until you found yourself getting sleepy and so you slept, you slept in the arms of the love of your life and the father of your child but one thought stayed in your mind even throughout your dreams. For the next few months Jungkook was nothing but pleasant. You no longer fought and you barely found yourself crying. It actually felt like you were a normal couple.