Serendipity || ?PJM? ??

You let out a breath while looking at the classroom. Jimin said he'd be here. He was oddly cryptic in his text message, saying how you should 'come alone and make sure you're not followed'. Although you wanted to question him - you also trust him. How can you not? You're totally head over heels for him. You'd be lying if you said you're not excited as hell to see him. He's right behind this door, probably working on some paperwork for the other teachers since he's not fulltime yet. Hopefully you're not interrupting, but then again he invited you, not the other way around. Okay Y/n deep breaths. Just go in. Yeah... you can do it.

Without giving yourself the chance to think any longer - you step inside. As soon as you do Jimin looks up with shock. "Lock the door." You do. "Everything okay Min?" He gulps and rapidly nods, "yeah I just um... I have something to tell you." You cock one of your eyebrows up and step closer. "Are you sure everything's okay?" Jimin stands and fiddles with his sleeves then shakes his head.

"No actually... it's not. Nothing's okay." Your eyes fill with sadness as you rush over to his desk and stand right across from him. "What's going on?" you instantly ask. His gaze softens, "so caring... that's another thing I love about you." Okay now you're confused. "Huh?" "Come here. Stand on this side." Is he okay? Obviously not but God damn he looks attractive even when sad. Wait what's wrong with you? Your man is sad and you're worried about his looks. Wait your man? Ugh! Shut up Y/n!

You round the desk and stand in front of him, looking at him with wide eyes. "You're scaring me Min. What's wrong?" He takes a step closer and enters your personal space. "What's wrong?" he whispers, slowly placing a hand on your cheek. Your breath gets caught in your throat. "What's wrong is that you're not mine... and no matter how hard I try to convince myself that my career is more important than you I... I don't believe it." You look at him, placing your hands on his shoulders. "Min I... we can't do this..."

He gently guides you over to the wall, pinning you up against it. You let out a sharp breath at his new proximity, his eyes boring right into yours. "What? Do you like someone else?" Holy shit he's hot. "Jimin..." He licks his lower lip and keeps you right against his chest. "I'll make you forget all about them baby girl... I know you want me." "You're my teacher Jimin, this is wrong," you urge. "Yet you're not telling me to stop... go ahead princess, tell me to stop." You don't. How can you? He's right - you want him more than anything. You want him so much that you don't care about the rules anymore. When he sees the light in your eyes he brings his face closer. His lips brush by yours, your arms wrapping around his neck, preparing for him to kiss you. "You're mine, Miss L/n..."

Just like that he's kissing you in the classroom. Your back is pressed up against the wall while he sucks on your lips. Without even realizing it you're responding to the kiss with twice as much passion, your hands going up to his dark locks to pull on them harshly. The need for him builds inside your abdomen more and more by the second. God damn you want him to touch you more. You need his hands exploring your body... now...

You pull back and let out a breath. "Jimin... touch me..." He seems surprised by your desperation but is quick to obey. His lips dive to your neck, his teeth coming out so he can mark you. Possessive hoe wants everyone to see what he's doing to you right now. He groans against your skin, your head hitting the wall while you softly pant and grip onto his hair tightly. "M-Min... don't stop." He doesn't. In fact, he goes lower.

He unbuttons your shirt and instantly gets to work, sucking on the skin revealed to him. His aggressiveness makes you moan, your hands still grabbing at his locks while he goes lower. "Min," you breathe out. Your mouth lets several whimpers pass, and your eyes close. He notices your desperation and completely unbuttons the fabric, tossing it away as fast as humanly possible. His lips latch onto the top of your right breast, his hands fondling them while he leaves marks all over your skin. Fuck he's so hot. He's making your heart almost jump out of your chest right now.

When he pulls back to admire the new skin, a glint of lust hits his eyes. "You're so fucking beautiful," he mumbles before getting back to work. A sharp moan leaves your throat when he bites on your collarbone out of no where. The strange pleasure makes your body jolt, your arms getting thrown around his neck. "Lower... please, lower," you plead. He obeys, going down to your stomach and licking over the skin there, your hands falling to his shoulders at the action.

He's going at you like a predator, his lips smacking against your skin and filling your eyes and ears with pleasure. The way his eyes are closed to concentrate on kissing you... it's turning you on to say the least. He groans a few times as he approaches your pants, playing with the sides of them. Are you about to let him fuck you in his classroom? Yes. Are you gonna have regrets after it's all done? No. Not at all.

However fate seems to have a different plan seeing as he pushes himself off of you. "No... no I can't do this," he whispers, standing and placing both his hands on his head. "Oh God what am I doing?" he asks to no one in particular. "What are you talking about? Min you've been flirting with me just as much as I've been with you." "What? No, no not that... I meant trying to undress you in my classroom. What the actual fuck is wrong with me?"

He licks his lips and grabs your shirt from off the floor, offering it back to you. "I'm sorry... I can't fuck you yet. I know you want it but I... I want to prove I'm not just after you because I feel like I have power over you, or because I need a hookup, or because I'm some desperate older man who can't score girls closer to my age." You button your shirt back up before placing a hand on his shoulder. "Min?" He sighs and meets your eyes, "yeah?" "I know," you whisper with a nod, "I know you aren't using me. And I know you'll prove it. I'm fine with doing this, I'm a horny college kid I'm fine with fucking on the first date, but if you want to ease off... then I'm fine with that too. I'll wait for you." You give him a smile, "I promise."

Jimin softens his expression, bringing you into a hug right after you're done speaking. He holds you close and sniffles, making you panic. "Oh God you're not crying are you?" "Hm? No, no not at all I promise." "Promise?" "Promise," he confirms with a firm nod, "I'm not crying... you are." "I'm not crying at all. I think you're just projecting your emotions onto me. Psych 101 taught me that back in freshman year." "Oh God you took psych," he mumbles.

You laugh and pull back, giving him an amused look. "Min... I wasn't born yesterday. I've been through plenty of breakups and situations where I've been used. I'm not scared of it anymore. I want to try this with you, and if it doesn't work out - sure it'll hurt, but I doubt it'll hurt worse than if we don't try at all. Why do you think I confessed my feelings to you so soon?" He softly smiles, "because you see what you want and you go for it." You stay close to him, so close that your foreheads are almost pressed together.

"I want you Park Jimin. Do you want me?" "I do," he's quick to reply. "Good answer... I can't wait for us to explore our future together. I'm not someone that lets people manipulate me." You boop your nose off of his, "and I know for a fact that you're doing this because you genuinely like me, not because you think you have power over me since you're my teacher and older than me. I know that. Don't think for a second that I don't trust you, okay?" He lights up the room with his eye smile. "You mean it?" "I meant every single word I've ever said to you, okay?" He brings you closer, pecking your lips. "You're making me want to say the 'l' word already." You laugh, "Min?" He hums with that stupid smile of his still on his face. You let out a warm sigh, "you're making me want to say the 'l' word already too..."