BTS Imagines

Second Option [ Jin ]

* Note * Italicized ; flashback
* Warning * SPG

Your POV

Moans, Groan & Cries

This isn't right.

Well, It's not like i didn't like it.

I love it of course.

But the thought of him taking over and advantage of me and my body wasn't right.

He was Married, and here was i, Shameful & Unpure.

This was my fault. Blame me.

Black Fitted non branded and unused cocktail dress, golden clutch & heavy make up.

Perfect. Just perfect.

The stench of Vodka & several liquid teasers took over the room.

I stood there silent. Opposing the noise made by the other individuals who seemed to have been clubbing all their lives.

"Hey Y/N, Seokjin's here."

I hear my sister say as she nudged my side.

I sat down quietly and flickered at her.

"And so?"

I snapped & grabbed the free glass filled with Scotch and gulped it down.
Every drip tickled my buds; i never failed to savor this kind of beauty.

"And So?! He's literally staring at you. Every girl would jump off a cliff just to make him notice them. And then there's lucky you getting noticed by doing nothing"

She says as I cackle.

"Let the man stare. I wouldn't care about having the richest man alive staring at my non- admirable body."

I reply softly as i drink water to ease the very painful scratch the scotch left my throat.

Seconds past and i heard no reply. I 'tch'ed and continued staring at my half full half empty glass.

Unbearable and weird. I leaned in and noticed that my sister has disappeared. I scanned and laughed silently as i saw her getting wasted with a bunch of employed 20 year old boys dancing beside her.

I was about to take a sip when an unnamed boy grabbed my glass and pulled me away from the blasting sounds.

Surprisingly, i did not pull off nor did i panic. I just let him pull me and push me into a room.

I sat down on the bed and waited for the man to show his face.

As soon as i hear the lock click, I positioned properly and sat up.

And after, I have identified who the mysterious man was.

It was Seokjin.

His hair was styled back. Wearing a fitted black velvet suit.

He smirked and loosened his tie.

I moved uncomfortably and he laughed.

"Don't be frightened, Ms. Song Y/N."

He whispered as he sat beside me handing a glass of wine.

"You know my name..?"

I managed to choke up.

He again laughs and takes a quick sip.

"I know everyone's name, Y/N"

He says.

"What do you want from me anyway?"

I question as i relax and take a quick sip as well.

"Nothing. I just wanted someone to talk to. Some one who doesn't seem like a gold digger. You aren't one right?"

He throws back and peels his jacket off.

"Most certainly not, Mr. Kim. Money doesn't satisfy my needs."

I shoot as he chuckles yet again. Why does Everything seems funny to this man?

"Indeed you are a wonderful girl, but please; drop the formalities, call me Jin."

He says before grabbing his cup and mine.

He gently places them down on the night stand and went back to his heated position.

We were silent; well until he harshly grabbed my arm.

I knew where this was going. I know i shouldn't but i was simply turned on.

His gaze shifted from my chest to my eyes.

I bit my lips as he bit his.

He then forcefully kissed me. No warning.

I kissed back but pulled away sooner.

"You're married..."

i faintly said. He softened and lifted my chin

"I don't care.."

He says and continues heating me up. He Gripped on my body like a was a pillow and he had a horrible nightmare. I silently lifted his dress polo. He did the same, yet a bit quicker than my pace, his hands were swift and soft unzipping my dress and unclasping my bra within a second.

I felt dangerous under his touch. It was deliciously fulfilling

And that was when i knew...

I'm going to need him more.

.

"J-jin.."

I moaned out smoothly as he pushed his whole self inside me, his scent taking over my body cologne.

and as we were pleasuring ourselves, a tear escaped my orbs. It wasn't because it hurt.

It because i knew i loved him.

Yet I also knew that it was wrong

This was wrong.

After the long session, He slumped beside me and smiled.

"Thank You Y/N"

He coos as he pulls me to him.

I choke up the tears and grinned.

"Always."

I replied.

Sooner enough, He fell asleep.

And in that moment, I cried silently.

This probably occurs every Friday night when he visits and we make love.

It became a habit of mine.

I stared at his face and traced his body.

"I love you.."

I quietly chocked as I Wiped a tear.

"..but i know can't have you..someone else already owns you"

I continued

"..I'm... just a second option.."

i croaked before falling into a sad deep slumber.

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Hope you like this imagine!! This was inspired by a movie they made me watch but i forgot the title lol. Hope you enjoy this!!