the lying hoes club | bts jimin fanfic |

C H A P T E R 6

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Eunhee was surprised by Jimin's sudden gasp before he started laughing hysterically beside her. Eunhee noticed that she threw his head back, his pulsing neck with each one of its lipstick hickeys exposed. Jimin was undeniably attractive, and her hormones agreed completely. Eunhee cursed the estrogen in her body before accepting the money from the machine and leaving Jimin behind.

As they got on the bus, Eunhee was perturbed by the fact that Jimin still hadn't stopped chuckling The few people on the bus this late at night were staring at him as his melodious voice crushed into a cackle. "Jesus, you fucking hyena." Eunhee muttered before crossing herself and staring out the window into the dark Seoul streets.

Eunhee was tired of hearing his entertained voice. His cackling was excessive. As they got off the bus, Eunhee grabbed one of his crutches and hurled them as far away as she could. She hummed in satisfaction once she noticed that they lay on the sidewalk far enough for him to not reach them before tripping over.

But what Eunhee didn't expect was him falling onto her again. He grabbed onto her shirt, his face contorting with panic as he collapsed on her. His head was dangerously close to the black outline of her bra, where her pulsing breasts lay beneath. She felt him suck in a breath, and it was obvious that Jimin had noticed, too. Eunhee caught him, all of her body weight supported by the metal bus stop as she leaned against it. She was trapped between Jimin and the pole. Undoubtedly, this Park Jimin hadn't planned it, but things always worked in his favor. He stared at her chest, those dark orbs refusing to move from her breasts as they rose and fell with her heavy breaths.

His warmth radiated through her as she shivered from his breath on her face. Eunhee was absolutely captivated by those dark pupils of hell, his monolids framed by long lashes that she hadn't noticed before. His nose nearly brushed hers as he tried to balance himself. Eunhee's eyes refused to leave those plump, full lips that seemed to call to her, her own twitching with need for being kissed. To have those darlings of heaven crash against her as she burned-

Eunhee blinked, shaking her head. She was delusional for wanting to kiss Jimin. Absolutely, irrevocably delusional. Maybe she should find a club next week and finally give her body the rush it had missed. She was horny, and she needed to remove all of this adrenaline that was associated with being around Park Jimin.

Resorting to Park Jimin, of everyone. She shuddered at the thought, coming back to her senses. Jimin leaned against the pole beside her, nodding towards his crutches. "You're not a goddamn Olympic player, so stop hurling things. Unlike you, I'm actually poor. I can't afford another pair of those." He pointed to the crutches, and Eunhee cursed her luck before grabbing the crutches and dropping them next to him. Her cheeks were nearly purple from being red all the time.

As she waited for Jimin to reaquaint himself with his jabbing machines, Eunhee pulled out the sole thousand won bill left in her pocket, causing that evil Park Jimin to morph back into a cackling witch.

"Yah! What's so funny, huh?" Eunhee snapped, and Jimin wiped some tears out of his eyes as his giggles slowly subsided. "You've been cackling like a freaking witch for the last twenty minutes! Calm the fuck down!"

Jimin smirked slightly as he began bouncing back on his crutches. "You're way too tight, babe. I can loosen you up in no time." He gave her a cheeky smile as his words sunk into Eunhee's mind, her already flushed cheeks similar to that of a tomato.

Eunhee released a battle cry as she charged at him. "You atrocious mattress spring!" The dark haired girl stopped just before him, her fist still in the air. Jimin unleashed a "ha" rather loudly, and Eunhee was absolutely mortified. She let her fist drop to her side as her face crumpled.

Jimin's eyes widened with alarm as he reached for her. "Hey. Don't cry." He pulled his jacket closer around her and fingered the edges of the jacket, as if contemplating on whether to zip it up. "It looks better open." He whispered as he stepped closer to her until his mouth hovered over her ear. Eunhee shivered at his close proximity once again. "Lets you flaunt those hot titties that are just begging to be sucked." His lips were unwavering from their close proximity to her right ear, and Eunhee shuddered at his beautiful play on such sensual words.

He suddenly licked her earlobe, causing Eunhee to nearly collapse as her knees became weak. Just as she anticipated his hot lips against hers, he smoothly zipped up the jacket and patted the zipper before continuing on his crutches.

Park Jimin. What are you doing to me?